Ace sipped his beer, keeping his gaze on Ice keeping watch at the far end of Rusty’s Blues Bar on Granville Street. If things went bad, he was pretty sure he could take Ryder despite his injury, but Ice was a whole different ball game. Ryder froze, his glass halfway to his lips, his beer vibrating to the steady beat of FitnessGlo’s Biker Blues, playing through the speakers. “No one leaves. You made a life commitment when you pledged to join the MC.” “I made that pledge to Hades MC. Not to the Rogue Riders.” He hated relying on technicalities. He was a straight-up kind of guy, but he’d thought long and hard about his future for the three days he’d been laid up in bed, and he’d come to the conclusion that if he wanted a chance at the kind of stable life he had craved as a child, with a woman like Sophie, he would have to give up the club that had been his family for almost ten years. “You’re gonna throw that at me, brother?”
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