They were fifteen minutes out when the message finally came through. It just said: Rattlers. 911. Mercer signaled to Cruz and the men pushed their bikes to the red line. Danni held on tighter to Mercer as the motorcycle sped down the highway. When they got closer to the clubhouse, Mercer he...
“That’s the whole story, huh?” asked Ellis. “That’s all I know,” said Mercer. “So you don’t know anything about the other three dead bikers in town?” “No, I don’t know anything about it. I think the big man came to town with...
