The entire clubhouse stood silent in front of the gate and the only sound came from motorcycles cooling in the parking lot while evening wind rattled the trees beyond the fence.
Nobody joked or talked and nobody looked away from the dead dog. The message carved beneath it made my stomach twist harder every time I looked at it.
NEXT TIME IT’S HER.
My bounty had officially become personal and Crow looked ready to kill someone.
Bones looked ready to bury bury someone and Roman looked ready to start a war.
Knox looked worse. Much worse. I stood beside him while anger rolled off him in waves and I could practically feel him losing patients one piece at a time. And Torch finally broke the silence.
“We know who did it.” Knox said.
Everyone looked toward him and Torch pointed toward t
