(Ridge)
By ten AM we were ready to leave for The Spoke.
The brothers were waiting by the vans. Ten of them. Plus Dane. Plus me.
Crash and Holt. Leo, Jax, and Knox. Five more I'd picked during church.
All of them armed. All of them ready.
Mira came out of the section. Gun tucked into her waistband. She looked tired. We both were.
Finding Hank's head at dawn. Church. Dane searching all morning.
And now this.
"You ready?" I asked.
"Yeah."
She looked nervous. Couldn't blame her.
"You remember what I said?"
"Stay close to you. Don't leave the bar. If anything feels wrong, tell you."
"Good."
We walked to the vans. Crash was driving the first one. Mira and I got in the back. Dane and Holt got in with us.
The other brothers split between the second van and their bikes.
"Alright," I
