My brother was in a bad situation away from that club when 2 bikers from the biggest M/C down there stopped and backed him up. That club controlled most of the strip clubs and the girls who danced at them. Apparently my brother had been decent to the girls, so the guys felt they owed him.I've worked a lot of UC in topless joints. Originally, in NY, that was my first assignment working establishments owned by the mob and by outlaw motorcycle gangs. In later years, narcotics cases down in Miami. (None were of the no alcohol variety.)
I can tell a lot of stories, but I think I've yapped enough for one night. A lot of crazy shit though.
I was talking with a local very high ranking member once about the rash of drive by shootings that were happening. “Those guys ain’t got no honor. If we want to kill you, we will do it face to face”. Will always remember that!