The moment our motorcycles stopped chaos exploded around us and every member near the clubhouse seemed to be talking at once while alarms continued screaming through the property.
My pulse immediately accelerated because after everything that happened in California, the last thing I wanted to see was another attack scene.
Blade was already off his bike before the engine finished shutting off.
“What happened?” Blade yelled and several members started talking at the same time.
“Security breach.” One said.
“Ease side fence.” Another said.
“About three hours ago.” Another said.
“They were gone before we got here.” The first said.
None of them seemed good and Drake climbed off beside me while Brax and Casey headed off toward the clubhouse.
The atmosphere felt tense. Not panicke
