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A little later, Tara tells Jax that Stockton asked if she could come in and cover the prison infirmary as their primary doctors are all sick. Jax tells her not to, since Abel’s still in the hospital and they have 50 million other things to worry about, but Tara says they have a problem, and
Tara tells Jax that Maggie’s “helpful” status switch could possibly alert the prison to the fact that Tara has a conflict of interest volunteering at Stockton, since Otto’s held there and she’s married to the club president. Before Maggie listed Jax as Tara’s husband, the prison could not have found her connection to the club. Tara needs to get to Otto ASAP, before the prison finds out her club connections and bars her from volunteering at the prison. Jax reluctantly agrees. Side note:
Jax’s phone rings; it’s Bobby and he has Chibs, safe and sound. Yay!
At the clubhouse, a thankful Jax hugs Chibs, who is no worse for the wear, except for some snazzy head staples. He tells Jax it was too dark to glean any information about Frankie’s getaway team, but Happy walks up and tells Jax and the boys that Quinn, a Nomad up north, knows that Frankie’s in Tahoe.
The guys go inside to church, where Happy fills them in with more details. Quinn told him that Frankie’s in South Tahoe, hooked up with Pirelli’s crew. The guys ask Clay to talk to Cacuzza …
and get Cacuzza to soften up Pirelli’s crew before they jump in there and snatch Frankie. Though Chibs would like to simply rip Frankie’s head off, Jax insists they first interrogate Frankie about the break-ins, to find out who’s behind them. Jax tells the guys the vote to strip Frankie of his patch must be unanimous, and it is. Even more importantly, the vote to introduce Frankie to “Mr. Mayhem”, more precisely, to kill him, must be unanimous. Again, the vote is unanimous although everyone around the table has a slightly different reason for wanting him dead.
After he bangs the gavel, Jax ushers everyone out but makes Bobby stay.
He tells Bobby they can’t kill Frankie because Sheriff Roosevelt wants to exact his own vengeance on Frankie in return for telling Jax who the rat at the table is. Bobby doesn’t know how this is gonna work, especially since Clay and the rest of the club all have itchy trigger fingers when it comes to Frankie. When Jax explains his convoluted plan of: finding Frankie in Tahoe, then insisting to the guys that he, as President, gets to kill Frankie, and then hustling Frankie off to some secluded supposed-execution-but-really-Roosevelt-hand-off place, Bobby balks. Jax then asks him a question I guarantee you that Obama never asked Biden in the last four years: