16MaxI didn't know what to expect, walking into the Cherished Flames' clubhouse. It wasn't a place that I, as a member of the Dante’s Note MC had ever thought that I would enter. And the thing was, it was very similar to our own clubhouse. Just the people were different.
I glanced around at the unfamiliar faces and swallowed a little. But I didn't have any moment of crisis, any moment where I lacked the confidence to continue. I knew that Dante’s Note needed this, and I was going to do whatever it took to ensure that we had a solid future because the club was my whole family.
When Emilio finally came in to see me, I was restless, though. “Well, well, well,” the man said, eyeing me thoughtfully, “if it isn't Max Cordell.” He tented his fingers in front of his face, continuing to stare at
