(Rook)
I left Tyler at the guest room and headed out. Had people to meet.
Six guys. All willing to take the job.
I drove to the warehouse. Old place. Abandoned. Perfect for meetings like this.
Pulled up around noon. A few of the guys were already there. Leaning against their cars. Smoking.
"Rook," Wade said. "What's this about?"
"Wait till everyone's here. I'll explain everything."
The rest showed up over the next ten minutes. Six guys total. All standing around. Waiting.
I looked at them. Wade. Marc. Felix. Jared. Troy. Danny.
Good guys. Not the type to back down from a fight.
"Alright," I said. "Thanks for coming. Here's what you need to know. My client is looking for his girl. She ran off. He wants her back."
"And?" Wade asked.
"And she's at an MC compound. Devil's Reach."
