He was exhausted by the time he reached Romedo. Man, the blood loss really was f*****g with him. He felt woozy as s**t and not at all ready for whatever he might find waiting for him at Fury HQ.
He grimaced as he dismounted behind a church a couple of blocks from the clubhouse. He knew he needed to prioritize getting weapons. If he could somehow make it into the clubhouse — fat chance of that; it was the number one place Powers would be guarding — he’d look through some of the secret caches there, see if there was anything left. If not, he’d hit up the gun shops in town. He wasn’t thrilled about that prospect — who knew how deep Powers had his claws into the business owners in this town. He whistled softly as he approached the clubhouse from the back, making sure to stay in the cover of t
