The clubhouse had never felt so quiet before Church.
Every member sat around the long table, and nobody joked, nobody drank, and nobody looked toward the television mounted in the corner.
The photographs from the depot fire were spread across the table.
The security footage showing Damien stood frozen on Ethan's laptop.
The evidence bag containing fragments from the explosive device sat beside the photographs.
I stood at the head of the table while Paige waited outside the room with Emma and the other women.
This meeting belonged to the club. Whatever happened next would affect all of us and Derek leaned forward.
“We have enough evidence to know Damien was at the depot.” Derek said as Ethan nodded.
“The footage is clear enough for Sarah's investigators to use, and the timing puts h
