Kyle's POV
"You bastard! What the f**k did you do?" Leo, teary eyed and anger flashed in his face, confronted me with over a dozen other bikers crowded in behind him, all of them wearing that same expression, grief curdled fast into something a lot closer to bloodlust.
I guess I've been made. Let's see for how long I can deny it.
"Huhhhh. You have to use your words more specifically." I feigned ignorance, then added, "And more carefully." I will not be easily intimidated by any wannabe.
"You were there. At the murder scene where Hughie was killed." He held the footage in his hands showing me riding past the gas station. My pupils remained undilated.
"What's the crime in riding past a road? We do that for a living, remember?" I kept my voice bored, almost lazy, like this whole thing wa
