Trisha
Rebel left in the middle of the night again, but I went back to sleep. I know he was at the clubhouse, so I wasn't worried. But when I got a call in the early hours of the morning, I knew it was bad news. I woke up with an odd feeling and when I saw it was Killer calling, I knew something was wrong.
“I am so sorry to wake you, Trish.” “It’s okay. What’s wrong?” I say and he sighs. “Martha showed up at the clubhouse and insisted we attack Zander immediately. We stuck to the plan, and Zander’s men were ready. But when we were supposed to play our part, Martha turned the tables on us. She knew we were about to double-cross her. She shot Rebel, Trish.” “f**k, please tell me he is okay,” I say, already in tears. “The bullet missed his chest and entered his shoulder. But he took a nasty
