When I arrived at the clubhouse, the place was a hive of activity. The Riders were gathering, their faces a mix of anger and determination. They knew what was coming. They knew the storm had been brewing for a long time, and it was finally about to break.
Rouger looked up as I walked in, his eyes hard. "You found them," he said, stating the obvious.
"Yeah," I said, my voice tight. "They're safe."
He nodded, a look of relief flashing across his face before it was replaced with his usual stoicism. "What's the plan?"
The room fell silent, all eyes on me. Taking a deep breath, I met each of their gazes, one by one. "We end this," I said, my voice firm. "Once and for all."
Their nods were a silent affirmation, a promise of loyalty and trust. It was a promise I intended to keep. As I looked
