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Chapter One

Charlie

“It’s no secret that I’ too old for this shit”

Did I just hear Super? Superheroes didn’t retire They went out with guns blazing Right?

The roohter like Cross was the star act at a comedy club

Cross had been the head of the Reckless Bastards MC for longer than I’d been alive Hell, he’d always been like a superhero to me, as much as my own dad

We waited for one of Stitch’s funny one-liners We could always count on him to break up the tension “Time to roll out the silver carpet!” he howled and we all joined in Noor tense than this one

Cross flipped hirin on the grizzled face I loved like he was blood “Like I said, I’ettin’ too old for this shit It’s tiive this kid the chance to take the Reckless Bastards to the next level”

Dozens of hands pounded on the impressively carved Mayhem table that sat as the main centerpiece inside the club’s inner sanctulasses to me The kid Cross had just mentioned

“We got new threats coain, as if anyone needed a reminder

“Fuck those fuckin’ Jacks!” My Uncle Tateof punks who thought they could co Shit was bad lately, plenty of sabotage and kidnappings, public shootouts and even a few deaths, all because of the fucking BJ’s