Edge's POV
Tuesday — 10:18 p.m. — Private Airfield, South Carolina
The moment the plane touched down, I pulled out my phone.
Train had already sent a message.
Everyone's in position, Prez. Vehicles are ready.
I glanced through the window.
Several black SUVs were parked beside the hangar.
Motorcycles lined the perimeter, their headlights illuminating the tarmac.
My Razor Riders brothers were waiting.
But they weren't alone.
Dean and Grant had come with several brothers from our sister chapter.
Including my nephews, Cole, Mason, Wyatt, and Landon.
I shook my head.
The whole damn family had turned out.
And standing beside one of the SUVs was Ezra.
Morgan was going to be happy.
“Alright, everybody,” I announced.
“We've got an escort waiting.”
Ava looked over from her seat b
