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作者: Frank Cannon
last update 公開日: 2026-02-05 19:11:34

With Sophia settling into life at the compound and the FBI threat behind them, Jenna and Colt finally have a chance at the future they have been building toward. But the past is never truly past in the MC world. When a former member returns with devastating news about a threat the club thought was long dead, Jenna must confront the reality that leading the Devil's Reign MC means the fight is never truly over. Some battles are won. But the war for survival continues.

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  • THE BIKER'S EX RETURNS    CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-EIGHT: THE THING THAT ARRIVED UNEXPECTEDLY

    The call came on a Tuesday. Not Morrison. Not Agent Reyes. Not anyone from the network or the federal apparatus or the program. A number I did not recognize. Area code from a state I did not immediately place. I almost did not answer. Then I did. "Is this Jenna Reeves?" A man's voice. Older. The specific careful quality of someone who had rehearsed the opening of a conversation many times and was now executing it with the precision of rehearsal. "Yes," I said. "My name is James Wilson," he said. "You do not know me." He paused. "I am Hammer's father." I sat completely still. Hammer's full name had been James Wilson. I had said it at his funeral. Had written it in the eulogy. Had known it for years. The man on the phone shared his name. "I have been trying to find the right way to make this call for eight months," James Wilson Senior said. "My son talked about you. Before he

  • THE BIKER'S EX RETURNS    CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-SEVEN: A YEAR AFTER

    One year after Hale's sentencing.I did not plan to mark it. The date arrived and I noticed it and then the day moved around me the way days moved and I let it.But Colt had noticed the date too.He came to find me at noon. I was in the framework companion document. Final revision. The version that was going to the DOJ the following week for permanent program integration.He put his hand on my shoulder briefly."Come outside," he said.We went to the east wall.Hammer's bench.We sat down.The compound in the noon light. The string lights from the wedding still there. Cruz had added small solar lights along the base of the east wall at some point in the last few months. They came on automatically at dusk. The whole corner had become something between a memorial and a gathering place. People went there. Not always for Hammer specifically. But the space had become the space where the compound's collective history lived."A year," Colt said.

  • THE BIKER'S EX RETURNS    CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-SIX: THE OTHER CONVERSATION

    Mae called me on a Saturday morning.Not a letter. Not through Agent Reyes. Not through the formal coordination channel.A direct call. My personal number. Which she had always had and had not used since before the arrest.I looked at the screen for one ring.Then I answered."I should have asked first," she said immediately. "Whether calling directly was okay. I did not ask. I just called." She paused. "If it is not okay I understand.""It is okay," I said.A pause."Sandra told me she contacted you before she asked to speak with me directly," Mae said. "She told me about the concept. The turning. The witnessing." She paused. "She told me she wanted me to know she had told you. That I should not be uncertain about whether you knew.""I know," I said. "Agent Reyes sent me a summary.""Yes," Mae said. "She told me that too." She paused. "Sandra is very precise about making sure people have the information they need.""Yes," I said. "She is.

  • THE BIKER'S EX RETURNS    CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-FIVE: WHAT SANDRA DID

    Three days after the disclosure Sandra called again.I had been expecting a follow-up. A question about the consultation structure. A clarification on the scope of the role. The practical questions that came after the significant revelation had had time to settle.Instead Sandra said: "I want to speak with Mae directly. Not through the coordination channel. Directly."I was quiet for a moment."Why directly?" I said."Because I have been thinking about what you said," Sandra said. "The complicated gift. And I have been thinking about the concept from my community. The person who turns." She paused. "I have worked with Mae through four consultations and she has never been present as a person. She has been present as knowledge. As pattern recognition. As a resource." She paused. "I want to speak with the person."I sat with that."That is a significant thing to ask for," I said."I know," she said. "I am not asking for the personal relationship. I am as

  • THE BIKER'S EX RETURNS    CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-FOUR: THE DISCLOSURE

    The disclosure question arrived six weeks after the second cohort joined the network.Not as a crisis. As a natural point in the development of the consulting practitioner relationship.Sandra had worked with Mae through four consultations. Each one building on the previous one. The pattern recognition work deepening. Sandra's organization applying the insights to five cases that had been stuck at the same vulnerability threshold for months.All five cases had moved.Sandra sent a brief to the network after the fifth case resolved. The brief documented the specific mechanism that had been identified in each case and the adaptation that had resolved it. The brief was the best single piece of operational documentation the network had produced.At the end of the brief Sandra had written one paragraph that was not operational.The consulting resource we have been working with has knowledge that I have not encountered anywhere in the formal literature on protectio

  • THE BIKER'S EX RETURNS    CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-THREE: THE SECOND COHORT ARRIVES

    The second cohort selection process took three months.The four anchor organizations ran it. Exactly as agreed at the fourth coordination meeting. The selection criteria they had built together. The evaluation process they had designed. The onboarding structure that drew from each organization's experience of their own first months in the network.They selected eight organizations.Eight communities that had been doing the work alone.Some for years. One for eleven years. One for three years that felt like twenty because the circumstances were that compressed. Some for shorter periods but in contexts so specific and so underserved that the duration was less significant than the isolation.All of them had found the framework document through different paths.A legal advocacy network. A tribal nations conference. A university research center that had been studying alternative protection models. A community organizer who had forwarded the document to six colleag

  • THE BIKER'S EX RETURNS    CHAPTER FOURTEEN: THE MESSAGE

    The clubhouse felt like a pressure cooker ready to explode.Thirty men, all armed, all angry, all looking for someone to blame. I stayed in my room, away from the chaos, but I heard everything through the thin walls."It is the feds," someone said. "They are picking us off one by one.""Or it is wh

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-03-18

  • THE BIKER'S EX RETURNS    CHAPTER FIFTEEN: THE TRUTH

    The address led to an old industrial park on the outskirts of town.Abandoned buildings. Broken windows. No signs of life.I parked Mae's car and walked toward the largest building, my heart hammering.A door opened before I reached it.A man stepped out. Tall. Fifty-something. Gray hair. Expensive

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-03-18

  • THE BIKER'S EX RETURNS    CHAPTER SIXTEEN: GHOSTS IN THE ATTIC

    I could not sleep.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw William Cross's smile. Heard his threat. Seventy-two hours. Sixty-eight now.At three in the morning, I gave up and went downstairs.The clubhouse was quiet. A few men played cards in the corner, keeping watch. They nodded at me but said nothing

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-03-18

  • THE BIKER'S EX RETURNS    CHAPTER ELEVEN: COMING HOME

    The ride back to Redemption Creek took four hours.Candy drove while I sat in the passenger seat, watching desert turn to scrubland turn to the small town I once called home.Nothing had changed. Same streets. Same buildings. Same memories haunting every corner."You ready?" Candy asked as we passe

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-03-17
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