CHAPTER 47.
STAND-ALONE CLUB.
~ASHLEY POINT OF VIEW~
I shake my head, acknowledging a new fact I’ve just learned today.
The Sons of Chaos Motorcycle Club is a standalone club and would rather die than ask another club for assistance.
Good to know.
However… pride goes before a fall.
I watch the men continue to argue over which option is better, and they finally decide on using the forage as an excuse to move whatever illegal s**t they have inside the club.
I wonder what that is. Only one thing comes to mind—but I refuse to let that thought settle in my head.
“So we use the forage as an excuse and get those stuffs out of the club, right?” Havoc asks, his tone uncertain.
The others nod.
Ripper turns to me, his voice low and steady, wrapping around my name like something warm. “Than
