“I gruffed at King and Rigid. They had managed to knock the tree down without hitting Ethel’s house and were now working on cutting it up and stacking it for firewood. Ethel wasn’t going to need all of it. We had sent Turtle back to the clubhouse to grab a truck, and we were going to load up the back of it and take some back to the clubhouse for bonfires. “There isn’t much to tell,’ King said, running his fingers through his hair. ‘The night Rigid took care of Nick, they fucking disappea...red. Right now we have no idea where the fuck they are. Edge is trying everything he can to find them.” “So the guys who just fucking shot me are gone,” I growled, throwing my work gloves on the ground. The Assassins weren’t the smartest bunch we had come across, but they had managed to sneak Nick by us and fucking shoot me. They were not to be underestimated. “We’re working on it. Right now we tightened up everything at the clubhouse and shop.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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