<em>It had taken a little over two years, but finally The Ministers of Death: Motorcycle Club had a base of operations. A lot of money, time and renovations went into the former dive bar known as The Bronze. In its place now as a fully stocked clubhouse. It'd function as a private bar of sorts, income did need to be pulled in and the members of the club did have expenses that needed to be fufilled out of just the operating expenses of this establishment. The most expensive thing however had been acquiring a liquor license. Those were quite expensive. Still it was a place that could be considered a home away from home, and it'd make operations run a lot more smoothly than meeting out of the Strip Club they had a fair stake in.</em><br/><br/>(http://www.banderasnews.com/0806/images/route200.jpg)<br/><br/>The club's president Gabriel was currently entertaining a few guests, the President & Vice President of what could be considered the MC's father club. The President of that club was an older caucasian man by the name of Flint and his Vice President was also older, African American however and his handle was Cage. Cage glanced around for a minute and tipped a beer back before saying<strong>"I've gotta hand it to you Jr. This isn't a bad little spot. You boys managed to get it up and running quickly. I never would have fixed you guys for running this tight a ship, but I guess it's in your blood, huh?"</strong>Gabriel smirked lightly at the comment, having been raised in this lifestyle. Hell, if his old man hadn't gone to prison? He likely would have been president...That'd make for a totally different conversation as he hated the Scumfuck. Still the man's clout and having raised Gabriel up with these guys? It did have its benefits. If there was anything his dad had taught him? It was how to ride, how to shoot, how to run a tight ship and all manner of shit that wouldn't serve him in any other way of life. The Marines had managed to broaden those skills and improve certain ones. Like him however, the men that were currently visiting? They served as well, that was how the father MC came to be. The Ministers of Death? Although started by former Marines, wasn't only for Marines. It always did help to have the connection however.<br/><br/><strong>"Well...All of this wouldn't have been possible without your friendship or your help in getting us started Flint. Cage. I just want to let you guys know we won't forget this, you've been a godsend and...considering your very generous offer to go in with you on the arms trade? I'll have to run it by my crew but we've been looking to pull in a larger purse."</strong>Flint was puffing on a cigar, and he nodded and responded with<strong>"Yeah? Well pussy, is always nice. There is always going to be a demand for it, but short of being Larry Flynt? You are going to need more. Mind you, you've all got a decent little operation going. We definitely appreciate the party you threw us. That was top notch, some smoking hot broads there. As far as the gun deal? Cage, fill him in."</strong><br/><br/>He looked towards his VP, and Cage nodded before taking another swig of the brew and switching to a more business-like tone he said<strong>"If this goes by with your guys? We'll start you on a small run. All handguns, figure you sell them to the local bangers? That sort of thing. You take care of that whole order? We can start talking bigger guns. We've got Ak's, M-16's and that is the tip of the iceberg. We know some guys...But you're bringing yourself under heavier radar with this deal. We've got ATF snooping around our asses from time to time...So just make sure this is what you want, young blood."</strong><br/><br/>Gabriel nodded and licked his lips for a moment as the two men got to their feet,<strong>"I copy. Like I said, I'll put it to a vote. Anyway, I'll be seeing you guys soon. Ride safe and again, thank you for everything."</strong>Giving both of them hugs and pats on the back before walking them to their bikes which were parked outside. Gabriel had sent out texts earlier, letting everyone who was involved know that the clubhouse was now up and running and everything had been finalized. They were free to partake, but he also wanted a meeting later on that day with the members and prospects to talk business.