"The south border is completely clear, Prez," Jax reported quickly, crossing his arms over his chest. "The Devils have completely pulled back their lookouts from the highway. It looks like they are going into total hiding until they figure out who their new leader is going to be."
"Good," Stone grunted out, finally setting his wrench down into the metal toolbox with a loud clatter. He stood up from the floor slowly, wiping the dark motor oil off his large hands with a rag as his dark eyes locked onto Jax. "Keep the highway guards on double shifts for the rest of the week anyway. I don't want us getting lazy just because they are scared."
"You got it, Stone," Jax nodded his head respectfully, then turned his body around and walked back toward the front of the garage to give the orders to
