Wrath
They sat down at the bar at the same time, and Carbon rubbed a hand over his face.
“He’s fucking insane,” Ink muttered.
“Don’t tell him that, he’ll take it as a compliment,” Austin said. He was the biggest man in the room, and a few of the members had watched him warily.
Hudson appeared a moment later, blood streaked across his face, his hands covered in it. His eyes had a wild, manic look to them and his grin was one of pure elation. “The new guy calls himself King. They’re keeping your woman and child at the Marcus Hook Rail Yard in a warehouse.”