Tank POV
Fixer was nervous, and I felt guilty not going with her, but I felt supporting Prez now was vital, a vital part of something big, a change was on the way. We have been through thick and thin, most of our lives, having been brought up in the club, as brothers, brought companies together, made changes as a trio, I needed to be with him now, the silent partner, that paid when asked, so was Fixer, but we never knew this, until now, so we have to support her, the name on the signatures was always Zaria, so we never joined the dots.
Bruiser had been part of our group growing up, but we never brought him into the business side of things. He was a boy who lost his Dad on the road and became one of the club's orphans. As much as Bruiser was one of us in that sense, he was always trying
