The second Crow told us ATF arrested Crash the entire clubhouse shifted into survival mode.
Nobody panicked openly but everyone felt it. Because arrested meant questions.
Questions meant pressure and pressure broke people.
I followed Knox downstairs while members gathered around the bar and church room and every conversation sounded tense enough to cut glass.
Roman paced near the television while Bones sat at the table cleaning a pistol that probably didn’t need cleaning.
“You sure it was ATF?” Roman asked and Crow nodded.
“Marked vehicles and federal jackets.” Crow said.
Nobody liked that answer. Wire sat in front of three laptops near the corner while typing aggressively.
“You find anything?” Knox asked but Wire barely looked up.
“Working on it.” Wire answered.
“That’
