When I left everything behind to go nomad, I didn’t expect to run into trouble before I stepped foot in the clubhouse I was aiming for.
I didn’t expect to save a woman, not just once but multiple times.
I didn’t expect to pit myself against the US Marshals or another MC. I’d just extracted myself from one relationship, I didn’t want another.Sometimes what we get is what we never go looking for.
How this will work out, I’ve no idea. Would I survive on the outside, no longer being a member of an MC? Could I give up everything, even my identity to be with her? Or can I ask my brothers to step in and save us both?