"Why do women love to tease me?" He said jokingly and nodded to her request at Chinese. He felt so calm with Kaci laying on him, until he heard what sounded like two elephants stampeding into the house. Being as skittish as he was, Solomon jumped out of bed. "Jesus Christ, K... He's home."

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Jeremy and Tallis slowly and passionately made their way up the stairs, and everything felt right. Shit, Tillman had a bullet in his arm and for that moment didn't care, until he heard a man's voice upstairs. He drunkenly shushed Tallis and signaled for her to stay in the staircase while he quietly climbed the remaining two steps.

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"Fuck, what do I do? What do I do?" Solomon panicked, searching the room for some sort of hiding spot. In a last ditch attempt, he began to crawl under the bed as the door swung open. Solomon paused for a moment and slowly stood up, ready to face the moment he'd been dreading for months.

"Solo, why the fuck are you here?" Jeremy slurred, already knowing the answer. 
"Tillman, I... I'm sorry." Solomon couldn't make eye contact with him.
"Whatever, man. Fuck this. Fuck both of you," Jeremy said quietly as he left the room and stumbled into his.
His thoughts were racing as he slammed the door behind him and began searching for the bottle of whiskey that he knew was in his room. Once he located it, he popped the top and sat on the floor against the wall, taking swigs of the alcohol. 

Surprisingly, the fact they were together didn't bother him as much as he thought it did. It was how they [i]lied[/i] to him for whatever length of time. That they didn't feel like they could tell him. He didn't think he was being that unreasonable, not wanting his friend and brother in the club fucking his sister. That was normal. But, Jeremy's thoughts paused all at once. [i]"Like Taylor felt about Tallis,"[/i] he thought, as he finished the contents of the bottle and threw it across the room, letting it break on the wall. He remained quiet and let his head fall into his hands. 

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The work to find out who was supporting Cameron was underway, and all of he club members were on duty. Voodoo, who turned into a sort of technician for the club, reached out to their contact down at the station to get the audio recording from the phone call. Chip and DT took the unmarked van to follow Cameron around to see who he had connections with and who else could be turned into an enemy of the club. Prospects and other new club members offered their time to the old ladies and families members, escorting them to the grocery store or other simple errands. 

Chip and DT followed Cameron for an hour or two until he started driving towards the docs. The van trailed behind him far enough to not tip him off, almost losing him for a little, but they caught up just as he pulled into the bay's parking lot. Chip scribbled down some notes as DT parked and took out two pairs of binoculars. Cameron was meeting with none other than Marvin Winters, Moira Winters' father. Before her and Jeremy got together, Marvin made a deal with the club to let them import and export narcotics and illegal weapons through  some of the docks for a hefty fine. The relationship they had with Winters was over the three year mark. 

DT got out his phone while Chip continued to watch. "Boss, he's with Winters."
"Aye. Thanks, boy." Black hung up and cursed. This discovery could mean a whole new set of problems for the boys.