Rebel
I was woken up by my phone ringing again. Who the f**k is calling at this hour? I grab the phone and leave the room before I answer. “Rebel, sorry to wake you. We have a problem at the clubhouse. I think you need to get there asap,” Gunner says. “What is wrong?”
“There are black vans outside and men that look like mercenaries. They aren't doing anything. It's like they stationed themselves outside. Should I approach?” “No, hang ten. Make sure the women are safe. I will be there now,” I say, and hang up. I called Killer and asked him to call the others to meet me there. Something tells me this has to do with Martha. I use the burner to call her, but she doesn't answer. I go back into the room and get dressed as quickly as I can.
“Where are you going?” Trish asks, sitting up. “Sor
