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The Life and Death of Clayton Reeds A Character Story by Crisis

First Day in Los Santos After two years since I've bought my hog, tired of riding by my own and working in that fucking bar in Ohio where I met Philip Freeman I remembered his words: “When you manage to buy a hog come to Los Santos I want to start something great there and I want someone like you in this project, trust me that’s the city of opportunities”. 08/MAY/2020 I’ve arrived to Los Santos after a long travel along with my hog and decided to call Phil. He was surprised to hear me, we haven’t talked in a while and he invited me to the Rattle Snake or whatever is called. Finally I met my fat fella’, he was there with some friends I said hi to them and talked with Phil. He was so happy to see me and suddenly he gathered some guys outside the bar and planned a ride. Was my first ride with such a big group, lonely riders and Sinners MC riding together, was EPIC. One hour after we gathered again in the same bar and some guy started to yell at me and to another guy called Jacob because something went wrong on the ride, fuck him I almost punch him on his cowboy face but my fat fella’ came and stopped us but nobody stopped Jacob and they fought. While those guys were fighting another guy was giving us beers and when the cowboy beated Jacob they started to shout something about Dixie time and headed inside the bar. What I saw in that moment was the weirdest, crazier and funniest thing that I’ve ever seen. They started to dance and took off their kuttes and shirts , then when the song finished they started a brawl I was enjoying another beer while staring in amazement at this wonderful scene, but I don’t miss a fight like that so I joined… My glasses ended up broken and I added some new bruises on my face for a couple of days after that fight. Basically that was my first day and was great, Phil was right with his words two years ago… In this city I will find what I’m looking for.

Stanley Navarejo is a 21 Year Old Male born to a Navajo Native American Father & Mexamerican mother. Being too Mexican for his Native people & Too native for anyone else Stanley has found himself as an outcast in life. His Father moved to San Andreas County before his birth, being apart of a riding club in the Senora Desert made up of both Hispanic, Native & Caucasian members. Being raised around Biker & Road culture Stanley admired his Father and his friends for a long while, unfortunately his Father had his own issues. Addicted to Methamphetamines & Abusive for most of Stanley's younger years, he found himself homeless on numerous occasions, stealing, begging and borrowing to keep himself a float. Like any teenager he found himself involved with Marijuana, Alcohol & Party Drugs which began to sow the seeds of his father's addictive personality. Once Stanley's father had passed away his Mother nosedived into Depression & illness causing Stanley to care for her and become the breadwinner of the home as well as collecting benefits (though most of his money goes on booze, cigarettes and weed). His father did leave him a little something as a parting gift when he died, a banged up old Harley Sportster which Stan can be seen riding around Rancho yet to be robbed of it. Staying mostly out of trouble besides some slaps on the wrist for possession Stan's yet to see the world but his habit for drugs, parties & danger is about to take it's course.

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MOTORCYCLE CLUB RP: Female Roles Around an MC This is a brief guide to role playing as a female around a motorcycle club (MC) based on information gathered from articles online, autobiographies, and documentaries. There is a vast amount of information out there, some of which even contradicts itself, so this information should not be taken as 100% fact and should just be taken as a general compilation of information from various sources, interpreted by myself to make the most sense. At the end of the day, female’s roles in MCs will vary club to club and it’s ultimately up to you to decide which type of female character you want to portray. That being said, it is important to keep in mind that MC’s are heavily male dominated (and some may even argue, a little sexist) and as a female you will never be a member, HOWEVER you can still be treated with as much respect as one. What is property? Being called property by an MC may sound like a derogatory term to someone outside of biker culture, however amongst MC culture, it’s a badge of honor and a heavily respected role. It is a common misconception that being called property means you are owned by the entirety of the club and your purpose is to ‘service’ them, however this is not true. When an MC member asks a female to wear his property patch, it’s akin to declaring to the entire club (and even outsiders) that that female is his woman and/or that they’re in a serious relationship and that she is under his protection as well as the clubs’. In addition, the property patch serves as a warning to others that the female is taken and should be treated with respect and not hit on (by other members) or disrespected. Other terms used for property is Ol’ Lady or Old Lady, WAGs which stands for Wives and Girlfriends (again these terms very club to club, member to member). What property is not: Property is not a female that is free for any member of the club to use for his own pleasure. There are different terms for the women willing to sleep with any/all members. Property are NOT members. Yes, wearing a property patch is a big deal and you are part of the clubs ‘family’ but you are not equal to a member. Members can only be male. So do not expect to be included in club meetings (church) or brought along to dangerous situations - if the club genuinely cares about your well being, you’ll likely be told to go home and sit tight. Sweetbutt’s roles in an MC Sweetbutts are women who hang out around the club and will hook up with any/all members. Sometimes their goal is to become property however, it is somewhat unlikely to achieve getting a property patch after sleeping with multiple members of the club...yes, there’s a bit of a double standard here - the male members get praised for sleeping around but women are looked down on for it. That being said, most of the time sweetbutts do not end up being property due to the implications of her having been with more than one member, for example, an off handed remark could be said by one of her past lovers and cause a riff between members. That is not to say a sweetbutt can never become property, however, it is a more challenging thing to achieve if you go this route. Depending on the club and/or member, these types of women may be referred to as: sweetbutts, pass arounds, turn outs, patch bunnies, bike hoppers, patch whore, club bunny, lay, club slut (this is not a full list, there’s tons of terms that mean the same thing as these). House Mouse’ role in an MC A house mouse is typically a younger female who will live with a member for free in exchange for cleaning and keeping up his house. Sometimes these girls are underage runaways, other times they’re similar to sweetbutts who just need a place to stay. The relationship between a house mouse and a member can be completely platonic or it can have a sexual aspect to it. Sometimes a house mouse might live with an Old Lady and her man, and she will help around their household doing chores and such. These types of females are typically respected and protected by the club. Citizen Wives' role in an MC There really isn’t a role for them in the club. These types are typically kept away (or voluntarily stay away) from all club business, events, and members. They do not get involved with their man’s club life at all. These types often just live at home and raise the family, and/or work a normal legal job. Do’s and Don’ts of being a female around an MC: Do support the club: wear supporter gear, go to events, make/bring food and drinks, socialize with other members and females (old ladies or even pass arounds) Do bond with the other old ladies and be open to learning the ropes from the ones who’ve been around longest. Do go to club events and on rides with your man. Do offer to plan events and/or help around the club house (cleaning, or restocking the bar etc). Do get to know your man’s brothers (other members of the club) but in an appropriate manner. Do show respect to members. They are your man’s brothers, the ones looking out for both him and you, being on their good side is beneficial to everyone. Do know your place in the club. As property you are not a member and you may not be included in the inner workings / goings on of the club and you should not try to force your way into knowing about such things. Do have your man’s back in sticky situations. For example, one time the cops came to a club business and began frisking members; my character’s old man was carrying an illegal handgun and he slipped it to her to hide. She would have gladly taken the fall for him if it came down to it, in order to protect him and the club from coming under further heat. Adding onto this - club businesses are sometimes transferred to member’s Properties in the event that they or the club ends up getting arrested/imprisoned - having the business in a non-member’s name keeps the asset from being seized and shut down. Don’t cause scenes: ie drama with other females (unless you’re intentionally doing it for RP sake, but be aware of the repercussions - being cast out / asked to stay away from future club events / gatherings or even being dumped by your man.) Don’t disrespect members. Ever. No matter how angry one makes you. Bite your tongue. This also includes - pulling weapons or hitting a member. Don’t do it. If you do, you’re risking your own life as it’s seen not only as disrespectful towards that member but to the club overall. Don’t disrespect your man in front of his brothers. If he tells you to do something in front of them (within reason), you should listen to him out of respect. If you have a problem that’s between you and your man, save it for when you’re home. You don’t need to emasculate him in front of his club - it looks bad on both of you and could lead to you losing respect and favor of other members. Don’t disrespect the patch / cut / vest / colors. Do not get your make up on it, do not spit or step on it in anger, do not desecrate it or damage it in any way. In some cases your man may not even want you touching it - for example if it’s sitting on a chair or something, he may want you to ask him to move it. This varies club to club and member to member - some guys may be cool with you touching it, others may be strict about it. When in doubt, ask your man. Don’t talk to those outside of the club about the club. This includes your friends, your family, strangers, cops, reporters, anyone. Anyone who is not in the club (or part of the family, ie other properties) does not need to know anything about the club, and if they want to know, you should direct them to ask your man. Don’t repeat anything your man has told you in private about the club. It’s not uncommon for a member to disclose some insider info to his old lady. He is not technically supposed to do that, because she is not a member, however sometimes men find solace in venting to their woman. Anything he says should stay between you and him. Even if other members of the club mention the thing you heard or ask you directly if he’s told you anything, you should keep it to yourself. Don’t ask about, snoop on, or get involved in ‘club business’. This means if, as mentioned above, you have knowledge about something going on in the club amongst members, you should not go out of your way to get involved / stick your nose into it. That is not to say you can’t be brought in to assist with something though, but you should wait for a member to ask/invite you to do so. Don’t give your man an ultimatum of “me or the club”. Most likely, he will go with the club. This one is more of an opinion but, consider the risks of wearing your property cut when you’re not around your man. You may not know who is an enemy to the club or your man and if you’re seen with his name on your back or the club’s name/logo, you could be making yourself a target. Ultimately it’s up to you when/where you want to wear it, but consider the risks beforehand and be prepared to handle them accordingly. So You Want to Become Property? Here’s How to Start: Obviously to start this, you’ll need to get to know members of a club. They can be tricky to find, but one sure fire way to probably find some members is to look for a line up of bikes parked outside of a business. Don’t be afraid to introduce yourself and ask what club they’re with - assuming they have a cut on (vest, colors, etc. many names for this as well). Once you get to know them better, ask about supporter gear - a lot of clubs sell t-shirts or hoodies that say “Support Your Local [Club Name]” or simply “SYL_” the last letter being the first letter of the club name. This shows your interest in the club and I’m sure whichever member you’re seeing will appreciate your support of that aspect of his life! Another way to meet members is to look for businesses they may own. A lot of clubs own bars, strip clubs, garages, and gyms (not limited to these but these are the common ones). Most likely a few members will be hanging out at, or even operating these businesses. A third way to meet members is to watch for ads on social media (facebrowser) advertising club rides or events that they are hosting and then attend those events! Some things to be careful of when you’re going for a property patch are: Does the member you’re getting to know even want property? Or to date someone seriously? Or are they looking for a quick hook up? If it’s the latter option, you will likely not be considered as a potential for being property, and if his brothers find out he hooked up with you, they may not be interested in seeing you seriously either. With some clubs/members the simple act of riding on a member's bike with him can be viewed as a sign of you seeing that member. It may be in your best interest to NOT ride with a member until you’re sure they’re the one for you. Otherwise, if things don’t pan out and you now start riding with another member, you may be viewed as a “bike hopper” which as stated above can be a type of sweetbutt. Try to avoid dating members from different clubs at the same time. Some clubs may not get along with each other and if one or the other finds out you’ve been seen with the opposing club, you may be burned with that club or even both. How to get a property patch? Really there’s not much you can do besides support the member of the club you’re dating, get to know the other members, show you’re serious and trustworthy, and follow the rules above. Ultimately it will be up to your man and the club to decide if you are worthy of wearing a property patch. Typically the process is something like: you date the member for awhile, he may or may not ask if you’d wear his ‘property of’ patch, he brings it up in church/a club meeting (this varies club to club, sometimes there is a vote, sometimes there isn’t) and they vote whether you deserve to rock the property patch or not, if the vote passes you’ll be presented with the ‘property of’ vest, if the vote doesn’t pass you may just need more time proving yourself to the club or getting to know members and showing them you’re a good fit to bring into the family. A note on DRESSING properly while riding a motorcycle: I've seen it a ton (and been guilty of doing it myself), where females around clubs will wear dresses, heels, short shorts, skirts, etc. while riding with a member. This is somewhat unrealistic and would also be very dangerous if it were IRL. If you're wearing a skirt/dress, it's very difficult to straddle a motorcycle & ride behind someone - your dress or skirt will ride up and possibly show whatever you have on underneath for anyone/everyone on the road to see. Wearing shorts poses danger because if you were to get in an accident, or your man accidentally lays out his bike, you're going to burn the absolutely hell out of your legs (also known as road rash - google it if you don't understand the severity of this). Additionally, while wearing shorts you can also get burnt by various parts of the bike if you were to accidentally brush against them (the exhaust pipe for example). Proper footwear is also very important - heels and flip flops are not very secure footwear and you risk losing one in the midst of riding. I'd recommend going with sneakers or boots. Another thing to consider is the time of year - is it summer and very hot or is it fall/winter and cold? Riding on a motorcycle you get a lot of air so during colder seasons, it will feel even colder due to the air rushing by you and you'll likely want to be bundled up from head to toe (leather jacket, gloves, face covering/helmet, long thick pants, boots). In conclusion - be aware of the risks certain clothing items have and make those choices with intention! Now, let's talk hair... I know we all love our hair looking pretty and styled nice, but the amount of wind you get while riding a motorcycle will mess up your hair. Your best bet is to tie your hair back for the ride and then let it down afterwards to prevent some nasty tangles! TIP: /hairtie braids works best with a helmet! Sources and further reading material: Biker Chick Definitions according to Biker Trash Network (Some of these I don’t personally entirely agree with) Just a nice little blurb from a biker about Property Rules Bikers make their WAGS follow (again some of these I don’t personally agree with, and again it'll vary from club/member, but there are a few good ones here!) In depth essay about the various roles of women around MC's Hope this guide was helpful and if there's any further questions, feel free to comment and I'll do my best to answer them! Have fun biker babes 💜

The secret story behind dating a biker. “He made bikers look like fuckboys” She claims. It’s a warm afternoon at Sandy Shores, around a dozen bikes travelling in formation through route 68. On some of them we spot some girls, on the back seat, riding with their men. Who are these biker chicks, hopping from bike to bike trying to find that special someone? Today we’ll interview Mandy. She is dating Creeper, the leader of one of the most relevant MCs in San Andreas; and will share with us all the juicy gossip behind the biker lifestyle. Mandy, welcome! Can you tell us how you and Creeper met? I had been going through some really bad stuff and was just browsing around on FaceBrowser. I came across Creeper and we started talking. He seemed really sweet and really chill. So when he asked if I wanted to meet up, I said hell yeah. I knew he was part of a club before we met up. I had dated a biker before he was so different from Creeper. Oh, tell us more about this other biker, what was his MC? Highlanders. I think a few are still hanging around, but most are gone. He seemed like a pretty normal guy to start with. He was sweet, honest, and open minded. He was not yet part of the club at that point. As soon as he got prospect... he turned into this massive asshole. He made bikers look like fuckboys. Was he good in bed at least? He was alright. Not the Casanova he thought he was. He was manipulative... would phrase things in certain ways that made me feel like I had to say yes. Like when he wanted to open up the relationship for us to sleep with a friend. It only got worse from that point. Opening up the relationship more and more, making me feel like I had to be ok with it. Oh, that sucks. Did you get jealous? Of course... but he would word things so I felt like if I didn't he would dump me. And what happened, how did you two break up? He was like "Maybe we rushed into things" after he was literally able to just fuck whoever and my Facebrowser relationship status was hidden. I told him I would give him space to consider what he wanted. I was pretty upset but played it cool. Then he tells me to come over, I find him naked in bed. He had planned for us to fuck after telling me he wanted to keep our relationship quiet, even to the club, so he had better chances of hooking up with people. When I said no... he threw a big tantrum. I sat on the lounge crying after and he just stormed out. I grabbed my shit and left. That’s intense. But what does it mean to be a property? Does it allow the man to do whatever he wants? Not really… It says, this woman belongs to the club and is not to be touched. It protects you, It labels you as off limits. It differs from club to club though. It is kind of like an unofficial marriage in a way. When you are offered that vest or jacket, it is because you have earnt your place by their side. You have to be mindful of the club and what they stand for in the eyes of the public, but you are still you. It's not a collar. It is a symbol. Fair enough, tell me more about Creeper? How does he handle being in a relationship and leading a biker club? When we got together, I knew he had responsibilities and a commitment to the club and it's members. I think that most members juggle relationships and club responsibilities as best as they can. Bikers do not get into a relationship with a woman unless they are serious about her. People think it is about sex, but there are plenty of women willing to give it up for a night with a biker. Some women get off on the stereotype of a dirty dangerous biker. Well, considering you dated two bikers, do you think you are attracted to them in particular? I wouldn't say I am attracted to the biker stereotype or the biker aesthetic exactly... I think it was just that I met these guys and instantly liked them as a person. And what do you like most in Creeper? I don't think it is one thing in particular I like the most. There are so many things I love about him, it is hard to say /that/ is what drew me in. At the end of the day, despite what people think and people believe... most of them have good hearts underneath it all. Not to make it sound like a biker version of twilight or anything. Hah, I imagine not everything is perfect! What was the worst thing he's ever done to you? The worst thing he has ever done to me has just been the usual disagreements a couple has. Kinda like when a CEO has to work late and the wife gets pissy because he missed dinner. Stuff like that. What was your biggest fight with him? Um... he forgot about a date once. I got really upset. That is club life though, you gotta try and be ok when shit gets crazy, and they need to attend to stuff. Any final words? Don't judge a biker, get to know them and you might like them... but if you want to date one, you gotta be prepared to share their time with the club. > Comments are enabled Username: Comment:

Michael Carrillo photographed with his ex-girlfriend, 2018

Martin Joaquin Ríos Hidalgo (born on August 15th, 1971) is a Mexican-American whom once served as a Sergeant within the U.S. Army and a outlaw motorcyclist who belongs to the nomadic club known as Verdugos MC. Martin's life began in the neighborhood of El Burro, located in the eastern region of Los Santos, San Andreas. He was the only child of his father Joaquin and mother Rosa María, who immigrated from Mexico in their early twenties to seek a better life in America. Being an only child, Martin found it difficult to form the social skills typically developed through interactions with other children within his age group. His father, Joaquin, struggled severely with an addiction to heroin which often drained the family of the little assets they did have. His mother struggled with a language barrier and a lack of formal education, leaving her to chase after small jobs around the neighborhood which barely kept the family afloat. With an unstable and neglectful household, Martin found himself in search for some type of acceptance within his life. He began getting into trouble with other local preteens, committing crimes such as drug distribution, theft, and muggings in order to earn himself respect within his circle, as well as some pocket change to keep himself alive. Martin discovered a sense of completion by associating himself with these cliques of troubled youth, feeling as though he was a part of something tangible, a brotherhood of his peers. Not only this, the gang culture catered to aspects of his budding sociopathic tendencies. He found a real enjoyment in the adrenaline-pumping activities in which he’d participate. By high-school, Martin was an initiated member of El Burro Heights Rifa XIII, a sureño gang which would ultimately become defunct by the early 2000s. The year was 1988 and Martin found himself in his senior year of high school, just barely scraping by the years previous due to his lack of involvement in the classroom and his dedication to the destructive gangland lifestyle he’d began living. The era of the late 1980s was an interesting time in Los Santos. Gang activity had been on the rise since the start of the ‘80s with the crack epidemic, and high school environments had evolved into something more sinister, comparable to the yards of prison. Different cliques of various races formed together and often times clashed on school grounds, while the powers that be on the school board struggled to get a handle on the situation. This environment ultimately caused a media explosion in April of that year, and young Martin would find himself on the headline. During a dispute in Martin’s high school cafeteria, he found himself face to face with a member of a rival African-American gang who had begun uttering threats and racial slurs towards the young man. What started as a verbal arguments escalated in the two getting physically violent, and finally climaxed when Martin struck the teen in the side of the head with a glass soda bottle. The teen fell to the ground, bleeding profusely while Martin continued to kick the student in his ribcage, shattering three rib bones within him. School security broke up the fight and police were brought in to apprehend Martin and some of the other students involved. He was taken to the local police station to be processed and charged with assault. The injured African-American teen was rushed to the hospital where he was emitted into the intensive care unit. A few months later, Martin and three other Hispanic students with ties to the El Burro Heights Rifa XIII faced trial for the savage assault. They stood before a Mexican-American judge who, luckily for them, took some pity on them due to their rough upbringing in a neighborhood where “they didn’t even stand a chance,” as the judge was quoted. The other students in question would receive twelve months probation, and be forced to go through a behavioral correction program while completing hours of community service. Martin was given the same, but due to his deeper involvement in the assault, was made to agree that he would join the army once he became of age. He had no choice but to agree to the ultimatum he was handed. Upon turning 18 in August of 1989; Martin left home to begin basic training at Fort Zancudo. He struggled at first with the strict regiment, routines, and discipline that the drill sergeants demanded of him, but after awhile he conformed and began straightening himself out. He adapted to life within the military and even began to excel in his training. He enjoyed the fraternity in which being a part of a unit provided; something he lacked growing up and chased after in his years of gang activity. Martin would pass his basic training and go on to be stationed permanently at Fort Zancudo, climbing through military ranks to land a position as a sergeant. In 1995 at age 24, Martin was given a bad conduct discharge from the U.S. army after he was caught having an inappropriate relationship with a senior female officer who was in charge of his unit. Martin was immediately made to pack his belongings and leave the military base, ultimately forcing him to return to his old stomping grounds of El Burro. Martin sought out employment with several establishments in the community, all of which turned out to be dead-ends once they heard of his past and reason for discharge. As his finances dwindled, Martin was eventually evicted from his apartment and forced to live on the streets. He began struggling with withdrawal from reality and alcohol addiction, coping once again with his endless need for acceptance and fraternity. It seemed luck was with Martin once again when he stumbled upon a man by the name of Armando "Pepe" Zayas, who took in Martin and helped rehabilitate him. Armando was a patched member of a motorcycle club known as Verdugos, who would bond with young Martin over respect for his military training and their shared culture. Armando helped him seek employment from a motorcycle garage in which he had invested, and began mentoring him in the life of a 1%er. It did not take Martin long before he would fall in love with the lifestyle of belonging to an outlaw MC. He saved up money through his new employment, got himself established, and purchased himself his first bike; a 1992 Harley Davidson Fat Bob Custom. It was around this time he began his prospect phase for Verdugos. In 1997, a year and a half after having embarked on his journey as a prospect, Martin was called upon by Armando, the other patched members and the officers of Verdugos to attend a meeting and their weekly chapter gathering, known in club culture as “church.” When Martin entered the room, he was brought face to face with Armando who beckoned him forward without uttering a word. The president at the time spoke a few words about the club’s roots, and how everyone in that room shared a sacrifice and honor of being bound together as a brotherhood. The president explained that Martin had come a long way in prospect tenure, and that those who stood before him in the room believed he was ready to take the next step. At this time, the president gave a nod to Armando, who squared up and socked Martin in the jaw as hard as he could. Martin tripped backwards and was caught by the patch holders behind him, who straightened Martin up and pushed him back in front of Armando. Armando looked him in the eyes and said in Spanish: “Now make me bleed too, brother.” Martin, obviously confused by the situation, was somewhat hesitant but eventually returned the hit to Armando, causing him to bleed from his lip as well. The president spoke up, and told the pair to spit the blood into their palms and shake hands as men. Upon doing so, he explained that the duo were now bound in blood as family, in the name of the Verdugos MC. Everyone in the room around the two applauded, and Armando embraced Martin before handing him his cut bearing the full patch of Verdugos MC. He was now officially part of the fraternity. As a full member of the motorcycle club, Martin began uncovering another side to the club he had not yet experienced. Although never referred to as a criminal organization, many MCs including Verdugos have members which walk a thin line between lives of criminality, which often comes with the 1%er lifestyle. Under Armando’s wing, Martin was looped into a drug trafficking operation with many other MC affiliates. The operation, which crossed state lines, originated from back in the early days of the club’s formation. Over the years, the smuggling route had become increasingly dangerous as other larger clubs sought to take a piece of the action; upset by Verdugos crossing their states and not sending a cut their way. The tension never erupted into full scale war but did bring casualties along the way, which was why Armando was hoping Martin’s fresh perspective over the situation could prove valuable. Martin’s suggestion? Move away from crossing into other club’s turf, and look for the answer south of border. The MC was no stranger of the Mexican cartels operating a few hundred miles south of Los Santos. Armando had close connection to high ranking members of the Mexican Mafia from his prison stints, and those individuals introduced the MC to numerous shady individuals involved in notorious organizations such as Sinaloa cartel. Martin himself held relation to the cartel through an estranged cousin by the name of Javier Hidalgo, a man who was suspected by DEA and ATF of controlling the San Andreas-Mexico smuggling routes. Martin managed to get in contact with Javier, and offered up his services to the cartel in exchange for protection in their routes as well as steady income for the club. In exchange, Martin had to get the cartel what they most needed - firearms. It is believed the Martin was able to acquire firearms for the cartel by using an existing relationship he had with active members of the U.S. army based in Fort Zancudo. These individuals, with crooked backgrounds similar to Martin, were in charge of keeping track of and documenting all equipment which was owned by the army. Another part of their job was the destruction of weapons which were decommissioned by the military. Many of these weapons, although non-existent on paper, were stashed away illegally outside of the army. Martin would purchase these decommissioned military wares to distribute among the cartel connection and other affiliates with which the club conducted business. In 1999, due to health complications, the long reigning President of the Verdugos motorcycle club passed away. This left a power gap to be filled by a voting of the club’s patched members and officers. Although proper procedure was followed, it was obvious that the one true fit for the role was Armando “Pepe” Zayas, whom had been one of the founding fathers. Armando was nominated, and subsequently voted unanimously by the chapter as a whole. Unlike other clubs of their nature, Verdugos does not hold a vote to decide the positions of Vice President and Sergeant-At-Arms; the second and third in command respectively. These ranks are selected by the President himself, leaving the roles of Secretary, Treasurer, and Road Captain to be chosen by a voting of their peers. With the election of the club’s newest President, it was time for new individuals to step up to the plate to become leading officers of the chapter. Armando decided to select Andres “Flint” Villegas to be his second in command as Vice President, and saw no one else appropriate for the senior enforcer role than Martin Ríos himself. He was patched in as the club’s Sergeant-At-Arms just before the dawn of the new millennium. --- (To be updated.)