Chapter 50
Outside, Boone was already arguing with Briggs over whose turn it was to inspect the motorcycles after last night's patrol.
"I'm telling you," Boone said as he kicked the front tire of a black Harley, "this isn't maintenance anymore. This is emotional support."
Briggs snorted. "The bike has less issues than you."
"I'll pretend I didn't hear that."
"You heard it."
"I heard disrespect."
Axel walked across the lot carrying a crate of replacement parts. "You cried when Martha threw away that expired barbecue sauce."
Inside the clubhouse kitchen, Martha rolled her eyes without looking up from the pancakes she was making.
"You boys argue louder than married couples."
Leigh Cahallan laughed as she poured orange juice into several glasses.
"They're worse."
Harper's aunt, De
