Jax’s POV
The night stretched on forever.
I stood at the east fence, gun in hand, staring into the darkness beyond the compound. Grizz was beside me, rifle ready. The other men spread out along the perimeter, waiting.
"Anything?" I whispered.
"Nothing yet," Grizz said. "But the motion sensors picked up something. Three, maybe four vehicles."
I nodded. My jaw was tight. This was it. Frank or Viper or whoever, making their move.
Then we saw them. Lights. Headlights. Coming fast down the desert road.
"Get ready," I said into my radio. "They're coming."
The lights got closer. Trucks. Maybe four of them. They stopped about two hundred yards out, just at the edge of our property line. I waited. Let them make the first move. The trucks sat there. Engines running. Lights blazing. Then the
