Linda pulled up at the library, her motorcycle producing an incredibly loud rumbling along with the two men who accompanied her the VP and Sgt. at arms of the Bastards of Hell. She brought the two wheeled vehicle to a stop beside the curb pushing the kickstand down as she stepped off the matte black sportster, her heavy black steel toed combat boots kicking up dust as she walked towards the library doors; her accompanying brothers waiting outside with the bikes. Unlike the other two whom walked in, Linda was obviously a criminal openly advertised by the leather sleeveless cut she wore, the back sporting three patches the top rocker indicating the club name Bastards of Hell, the center patch was the club symbol a skull and cross bones crossed with two ak47's; the bottom rocker indicating their city of origin. The front of the cut bearing her president patch along with the Demon of Hell patch showing she had killed for the club. The lower right side bearing a large circular patch as a tribute to those brothers who died, as she walked into the library Linda puffed on a cigarette, tossing the out of shape guard a sharp look as warning; continuing right on past him and the librarian both no one saying a word to the MC president a large foot long sheath knife hanging from her belt. Linda walked over to Rebecca and Ivan's table, coming from behind Ivan as she took the cigarette from her lips; grasping a chair with her free hand dragging it rather audibly over to the unoccupied side of the table. A smug grin covering her face as she sat down in the chair backwards, her elbows balanced on the back of the wooden seat, inhaling deeply she looked between the two opening her mouth to speak with the cigarette still held betwixt her lips.    

"So, what're we talkin' about then Rebecca? Annnnd?" 

As she drug out the and her hazel eyes drifted over towards Ivan, a lone russian was hardly actually alone and they typically dealt in weapons something The Bastards of Hell prided themselves on having a monopoly over; and news from her little birds told her something might have been happening without her knowledge.