I don't know what the h.ell is wrong with me right now. Maybe I am in shock. It's not every day you sneak into a prison, watch a man get nearly beaten to death by prison guards, get hit yourself, then help him limp out of said prison without even knowing if he was properly processed or bail was posted. And now the cherry on this s.hit sundae is that Ameilia and I are trapped in a car with these two men on our way back to their Clubhouse. What the h.ell kind of grown men live in a freaking clubhouse? I'm just starting to question why the h.ell we also haven't called the cops yet when we pull into a pretty big parking lot filled with bikes. Looks like we've made it.
Luke jumps out of the car before he even has the thing fully in park and moves to get James out of the back seat. "Doc!" he
