Nightmare Warrior's MC
I assumed when we got called down here, that there was an abundance of cop cars again, but knowing Torque, he most likely just found something, which still has me feeling anxious.
"What's going on? Your message sounded important." Austin says as we enter the clubhouse. A few of the brothers are there milling around and one of the new prospects is cleaning.
"It is. Sorry I couldn't explain over the phone, but I still don't know if someone is wiretapping our phones." We walk in one at a time into the room designated for church and sit down. Austin in his chair in the middle, me to his right, Max to his left. Torque remains standing, never one to be able to sit still very long.
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