This one is clean and looks like it's part of their meetings. Church. We're in the Chaos Ridersʼ church. I turn to look at Mover—speechless. Why would the prez of CR let a Road Kill rider step foot in their inner sanctum? Then I see Viper. He puts his finger to his lips, and I feel like a fish chucked out of water. “What the fuck is going on, Viper?” Viper looks at Wring and sighs. Mover holsters the gun, jerking a badge out from underneath a Chaos Rider's cut. “Okayy,” Wring says. “Somebody better fucking talk!” He doesn't roar like a lion, but he's definitely part of the jungle. Mover puts up his palms in a universal inoffensive peace offering. “Why am I not putting you out of your misery?” Wring asks in a quiet voice. His stare lasers on Viper with crystal clear accusation.
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