MC: Callahan Read Online Free Page B

Lucy. You need me to do something?”
    He finishes and moves the page to a book on the counter. I walk closer and see the pages all color coded for him. He looks at a schedule and pulls a sheet out. “I need this pulled from the freezer for dinner. Sam marked a cart for me, it’s green. Everything you pull goes on it and it stays in the walk-in for another hour.” I take the sheet from him, it’s colored. “Eddie copied his book for me and coded them for when I’m needed here. If Sam adds something he colors it and adds it to my book.”
    “I always wondered how you can do everyone’s job.” I read through the list.
    He laughs. “Every job has a book. Ben and Patches are fuckin’ crazy with the books, but they make it easy for me. Eddie makes me a copy and he or I code them so I can just follow the directions.” He goes back to the book and pulls another sheet. It’s a fuck of a lot more than just following directions. He just made breakfast for close to a hundred people without a complaint. The guy knows every job we have, it’s weird. Jess does the same thing with the women. She handles Kate’s emergencies or the store for Nancy; must be a family thing. I freeze my ass off for twenty minutes pulling boxes and trays for the cart. When I push it through to the walk-in it feels like summer. My damn fingers feel like they’re going to fall off.
    Tom comes over. “Danny said to take over before you turn into a Popsicle.” He’s smiling like a pussy. “He’s at the back door taking the trash and recycles out.” I leave him with the cart and drop the page with the book as I walk through to the side door. I don’t know why they call it the back door; it’s on the side of the building.
    I grab a stack of boxes and walk them over to the compacter bin. He’s dumping barrels. “Ben’s calling a meeting tonight with the Officers. We need to do something about the fuckin’ Brothers’ attitudes.”
    He works quick. When the fuck did he have time to call Pres? “What time?” This is our last night alone, the kids move in tomorrow.
    He’s walking back with the rest of the boxes. “Seven at the patio. Everyone should be done with dinner by then.”
    I nod. That will be early enough that I have some time before Nancy falls asleep. “Did Rich give you anything on Racks? Fuckin’ Prospect woke up under a truck, thanking God the owner left it and he didn’t get run over.”
    He’s pissed. “Yeah, we have a job on Monday. They’ll have more on that tonight, four fuckin’ offshore men docked in New Bedford. Their boat will have some problems, delaying their departure for two days.”
    “Our job, the Club?” That’s a little much for offshore men.
    He smiles. “No, Brother, you and me, maybe VP, but I don’t think we’ll need him.”
    I nod and smile. I’ve never been on a job like that. He’s fuckin’ nuts with the way he handles people. Pres thinks he’s as bad as VP, just not as quiet.
    We get back in and the tickets start piling up. Danny just keeps putting the plates up and I send them out the window. We’re having a good time when I remember about Balls needing help at dinner. Danny says it’s covered and goes right back to joking around; fuckin’ guy doesn’t let anything slip by him or shake him. As it’s slowing down Tom pulls the bus bins and I get the dishes in the big washer. Danny tells me our time is up. I look at my watch. It went by fast and we’re leaving early.
    I ride to Nancy’s shop and see she’s got customers. I go right in the back to get the boxes and trash out for her. When I come back in she’s rounding the corner with a smile. She jumps on me, surprising the fuck out of me. “You guys did a good job today and you had fun.”
    “Yeah, I didn’t see you. You should have come into the back.” I put one hand under her ass, the other on her tit. I pinch and twist her jewel.
    She moans, and my cock jumps, liking the sound of that. “You were busy. Jess said