GHOST RIDER: MY BIKER MAFIA STEP BROTHER
Each one intricately built and placed; trees, gardens, houses, and more, I didn't know how to describe.
This wasn't like a plain old estate; it looked like an interlocked civilization, and it was beautiful.
“This is what we call the Spiderfang group, not just a name but a legacy that flows through each one of its members' veins.” He turned back. “And one of the strongest amongst the top five.”
“The…top five?”
DIMITRI'S POV
“Get father on the phone! I don't care what he has to say. He needs to explain why he's still in contact with those people after all this time.” I pressed against the edges of the table, trying to steady myself as my veins pulsed in anger.