I feel the knife dig deeper in my chest when I see her beautiful face. That was one of the best days of my life, and I can’t believe I’ve lost more days like that. When I got back to the house last night, the cops were waiting for me to arrive. I got questioned for six hours and released because I didn’t actually shoot at anyone. The detective has been wanting to put one of us away for a while, but he hasn’t been able to get us on anything. He tries to make up shit, but it just gets dismissed by a judge every time. My car is fucking toast. Now I have to replace everything those motherfuckers broke. I hear Johnny calling me and I look up, holding up a finger to tell him to wait a second. I shoot a text to Casey, attaching the picture I was looking at. I turn my phone off and make my way to Johnny and some of the other guys. I hear them talking about what we are going to do to retaliate against the Black Hills MC.
