I haul on my jeans and shove my feet into my boots, trying desperately to recall whether we’ve dealt with them before. We meet up with a lot of other clubs at bike rallies. If we know they’ll be traveling through this area, sometimes the Riders invite other clubs to our house before we take a run...
There’s no air conditioner in the house, so Saxon leaves the window open overnight to let out the heat that builds up during the day. The pale light peeking around the edge of the curtain tells me it’s just after dawn. Not much noise is coming from the cul-de-sac outside, not this early on a Sund...
My high beams catch my dad waiting on the porch. He squints into the glare and I quickly flick off my headlights. The rumble of Thorne’s bike is already fading when I get out of the truck. The Hellfire Riders escorted us to the long driveway leading to the house and contin...
I wake up in my bed. The sun’s bright and peeking through a slit in the curtains. The other side of the mattress is empty but I can hear the shower running. Jack. Naked. The image always makes me smile but this time pain shoots through my jaw. Fuck....