***Alex***
I felt my shoulder relax a bit when we pulled through the gates at the clubhouse. I had been out on a run, and it took longer than I would have liked, but we did land the deal. I had the paperwork signed and rolled up in the pocket of my kutte.
The first thing I noticed was a truck I had not seen before parked at the end of the line of bikes. I glanced over it as I walked to the front door. It was in nice shape, not new, but at least from 2006 to 2010. Dodge pickup. It was clean-looking. Wonder if the PRez has company?
Shotgun steps out just as we reach the door, I almost bumped into him cause I was looking at the truck.
"s**t, man, you guys are back," He clapped me on the back.
"Yeah, it took a bit, but it settled." I glanced from him to the truck again. "Who's that?" I
