The clubhouse felt different at 2 AM. Emptier. Colder. Valentina stood at the head of the table with Axel on one side and Sierra Santos on the other. The irony wasn't lost on anyone.
Snake and Garrett arrived first, eyes widening at the sight of the sheriff.
"What the hell—" Snake started.
"She's helping us," Valentina cut him off. "Long story. Short version: Connor's been playing everyone."
"Including me," Sierra added quietly. "And I'm here to make it right."
The door opened again. More members filtered in—Cage, Reaper, Murphy. The ones who'd stayed loyal to Duke. Five men total, plus Valentina and Sierra. Against Connor's six, plus whatever resources he had outside the club.
"This is everyone?" Valentina asked.
"Everyone who'll listen." Axel's jaw was tight. "The others think we'
