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have what it takes to be the president of the Angels.” Aimee looked slightly shocked. Maddox kept his face absolutely impassive.
     
    “For one thing,” she continued, “You’re too honest. Even before you hooked up with Honest Aimee here, you had problems telling a lie.” She cocked an eyebrow and smiled at him. “Oh, you could do it, but it took effort. Not like David here who could lie to a priest in his death bed confession and still die with a clear heart.”
     
    It was David’s turn to look slightly shocked. Carol again looked at Aimee and then back to Maddox. “And you don’t have the heart to do what sometimes has to be done. It bothered you when Burke died. For me, it was unfortunate, but just a part of getting things done.”
     
    Maddox thought, but didn’t say, You’re one cold-hearted bitch.
     
    “You might still have been a threat that had to be removed, except you have fallen madly in love with our newest Mamma, and she’s madly in love with you.
     
    “It isn’t love,” Aimee said, somewhat angrily. “It’s just sex.”
     
    “Ah, yes,” Carol replied. “You also cannot tell a lie... except to yourself. You tell everyone else the truth, but lie to yourself. That’s the difference between us. I may lie to people regularly, but I always tell myself the truth. You’re both very much in love with each other and everybody can see it except you two.”
     
    She paused. “Oh well. I will leave you two to work that out for yourselves.” Another pause. “In the meantime, I have a proposition for you. Maddox, you’re a manager. You know how to get things done and how to get people to do things. Aimee, you’re a lawyer who’s very skilled in corporate law. I want the two of you to buy and run legitimate businesses for the Iron Angels.”
     
    She looked directly at Aimee. “You know how to set it up so that it’s totally and absolutely separate from the club, but at the same time remains under the club’s control. I think the best way to do that is probably to set up a retirement fund under Colorado law, but I’m not the lawyer.”
     
    Turning to Maddox, she explained, “And everything will be totally legit. All money will be totally and absolutely clean before it gets invested by the club. I don’t want any part in the actual operation of these businesses. I am trusting you to make sure they are 100% clean and honest. We could start with some marketing off Iron Angels merchandise. No jackets or anything like that, but the tourists want to spend money and people are already selling knock-offs of our emblem and we don’t get a dime out of it.”
     
    She could see the confusion on Maddox and Aimee’s faces. “You’re wondering why I am doing this, aren’t you? It’s simple. The club is involved in a lot of things that violate federal law, and the biggest weapon that the feds are using these days is asset seizure. This is our insurance policy. We transfer assets into something untouchable so that if the ATF or the DEA or the FBI or whoever tries to shut us down, there’s an absolutely untouchable reserve fund to take care of the future.”
     
    She laughed. “Besides, it will drive them nuts trying to figure out what we’re hiding and how your companies are involved in Club business. The time they waste trying to find something on you is time they can’t use against our other sources of income.” Her voice became very stern and direct. “So I am counting on you to keep it absolutely spotless. Do we have a deal?”
     
    “I assume the alternative is for my body to be found pantiless in the desert,” answered Aimee.
     
    Carol again laughed. “I do like your honesty. ... Not quite, honey. If the club leaves something in the desert, it has been thoroughly washed down with bleach and antiseptic and there’s nothing left with it, including clothing.”
     
    She watched the color drain from Aimee’s face and then asked, “So? Do we have a deal?”
     
    “I need a job,”