“Camera’s are basically polite suggestions.” Wire shrugged.
Honestly, I liked him.
“We need raid prep.” Roman said dragging a hand across his face.
Everyone shifted into motion again instantly. Floorboards opened and crates disappeared.
Prospects loaded trucks while Bones handed out burner phones casually like candy.
The speed and organization honestly impressed the hell out of me.
This wasn’t random criminal chaos. This was practical survival.
Hours later the clubhouse finally settled slightly while rain hammered against the room outside and I sat alone on Knox’s bed trying unsuccessfully not to spiral mentally.
Then Knox walked into the room carrying whiskey.
“You alright?” He asked quietly.
“Debateable.” I said.
He handed me the glass before sitting beside me heavi
