Kellan ain’t nothing but a liar. He has proved that more than once. It sucks that he is the link to information. He is so full of shit, it stinks. Jax’s gotta be careful. He has to see who is who and who is not.
McGee is feeling the pressure. Surrounded by traitors, stupidity and greed is never good. If you’re not careful, somebody else might drag you to the pen or the cemetery. If you end up going to either of those places, it should be by your own hand, not anyone else’s. You gotta pick and choose. Better yet, stay out.
O’Neill is a dead man. Good. Jimmy will tidy up that loose end or the Sons will. Either way is ok with me. I want to see that dirty traitor get what’s coming to him.
I knew Cherry knew more than she was letting on. She is a known liar. Gemma could see it also. Maureen ain’t no joke either. She handled Cherry. Probably better off, Gemma might have killed her.
How about that Salazar? He’s a gangster; kidnapping, attempted murder, extortion. Too bad he ain’t bright enough to pull it off, he might get somewhere.
Kozik’s right. It’s their only chance. What else are they gonna do? Besides, it’s worth a shot. Worst he can say is no, then you implement plan B. Tig will go along with Kozik’s plan just hoping it messes up. He wants Kozik to fail.
There is nothing like being betrayed by your own. You would hunt that man stronger and longer than an unknown man. You might expect it from an unknown man, but not a Brother. McGee is playing both sides of the fence, but not for long. His truth is coming, I can feel it. He feels the sinking ship he is on and it is eating him alive. It’s the truth they are after, and the truth they will find. The truth will be screamed from every mountain top, nothing hurts like the truth, and my old lady’s favorite quote “The truth will set you free.”
So the Sons finally got O’Neill. I have been waiting. Jimmy has to move quick to keep his truth from getting out.
Bobby is right. That is some medieval shit. MY old lady left the room. How long would you hold up? Having your guts ripped out, slowly. Everyone looks like they are going to throw up, except Happy. He looks like he is really digging it.
Jax has grown up a lot. He shot O’Neill without emotion or a care. A lot easier than killings of the past. More like business, just another day at the office.
Jimmy is one lucky bastard. Got away again. Luck of the Irish I guess.
Hard for Clay. Being betrayed by your Brother of forty years over money. Sad. Tragic. The kiss of death. Should have given him a few bullets with that kiss. He made the bed he is about to lie in. Shit like what happened between Clay and McGee just makes you harder. Hard times make for hard men. Club life can be a real hard life sometimes. You will learn about heart break and disappointment. On a large scale.
Army matter? A sensitive situation? Lies on top of lies. Should just pull out his piece and start blowing them away. I bet he would get some answers. All the answers he wants.
Everyone got history, a story to tell. Even the hospital supervisor. Who would have thought that? The hospital supervisor overdosing on heroin? Tattoos on her back. Not me. I would have thought prep school all the way. How else do you become a doctor? Not by partying. I don’t think.
How cool is Alvarez? Way cool. He didn’t have to talk to the Sons at all. He could have killed them and dragged them inside. And then to agree to the terms and play dead. He is right. His whole operation can fall on its face in twenty four hours. Pretty damn cool if you ask me. Kozik took control of the situation. That’s what you have to do sometimes, take control.
When Jax kissed Trinity, my house sounded like the home town favorite just hit the winning home run. Even the women were screaming. That’s my boy Jax. I knew he would hit it. Boy’s a slut through and through. Good old American Biker. History repeats itself; it always does. Twenty minutes later, Jax and Trinity would have been REALLY related.
Probably hard to hear; especially so late in life. Damn sure hard to hear, the one person you have trusted all these years was lying to you. Poor Trinity. Whatever doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger. Jax took the news much better. His concern is for Gemma. And Gemma’s concern is for Abel. She is focused. At least someone is.
Not many people tell Gemma what’s up and get away with it. Maureen ain’t no joke. She is right. Ever since SAMCRO came to town, bodies have been dropping like flies.
Salazar is desperate. Desperation makes for bad decisions. Salazar has plenty of those.
Jax should have known something was up when they took his gun at the door. Kellan is nothing but a liar. Jax should have just killed them both. He is running a black market baby ring. Talk about dirty. Dirty as it gets. Telling Jax he can’t give Abel what he needs. He doesn’t know. The violence was all caused by him. Jax can give Abel something no one else can give. The love of a father for his son. No one will love you like your own flesh and blood. There is nothing like a love like blood. Nothing.