Clutch
“Brother? Are you? Cutter was supposed to be a father to me, and you’re supposed to be my brother; and yet neither one of you asked for my advice while you were busy planning the club’s future. s**t, I’ve had to find out most of my news second hand, along with all the other foot soldiers. I’m the f*****g Sergeant at Arms, and your best friend, and I barely know jack s**t about what’s gone down over the past months. And now you come at me for shutting you out? I always knew you had balls, Minus, but I never knew how big they were.”
“Did you pay attention during any of our classes?” Jase asked, handing the wrench I’d just given him back to me.
“What?”
“We had all the same classes, taught by the same priests and sisters, and yet you still don’t know the difference between nine sixt
