Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 93698 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 468(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93698 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 468(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
Lucky – Van Carson - Bartender at The Iron Horse Roadhouse
Irish – Tiernan Cahill – Works at Shadow Valley Gun Shop & Range
Iceman (Ice) – Flynn Wheeler – Works at Shadow Valley Gun Shop & Range
Havoc – Xavier Flores
Grim – Leo Delgado – Shadow - Former Army Explosive Ordnance Disposal (EOD) Specialist
Ghost – Chance Ryder – Shadow
Reaper – Clay Wyatt – Shadow - Former Marine Recon Sniper
T-Bone – Tyler (Ty) Walker - Shadow
Jagoff - Jacob McKay Jr. (JJ) - Prospect
Tick - Prospect
Shrek - Prospect
Gerbil - Prospect
Rat - Prospect
Pugsy - Prospect
CURRENT OG MEMBERS:
Zak – Zakery Jamison
Hawk Dougherty
Diesel Dougherty
Jag – Mick Jagger Jamison
Slade Stone – Manager at Shadow Valley Fitness
Dawg – Dawson Tate – Manager at Shadow Valley Gun Shop & Range
Dex – Dexter Dougherty
Linc – Andrew Lincoln – Asst. manager at The Iron Horse Roadhouse
Crow Alexander
Crash – Jacob McKay Sr. – Manager at Shadow Valley Body Shop & Towing
Nash – Graham Nash - Member of the band Dirty Deeds
Rig
Coop – Manager at The Iron Horse Roadhouse
Rooster – Works at Heaven’s Angels Gentlemen’s Club
Jester – Works at The Iron Horse Roadhouse
Olly – Works at Shadow Valley Body Shop & Towing
Badger – Works at Shadow Valley Body Shop & Towing
WOMEN:
Lily Tate – Attorney at Tate & Assoc., LLP
Brielle (Bri) Cross-Nash - Co-manager at Shadow Valley Pawn **
Violet (Vi) Dougherty – Head of In the Shadows Security **
Alexis (Lexi) Jamison – Works at Shadow Valley Pawn **
Indigo (Indie) Dougherty – Shadow - Air Force veteran – Former Operations Intelligence specialist **
Laney Jamison – Shadow Valley PD officer (member Blue Avengers MC)
Scarlet Dougherty - Currently in the Army National Guard - Guard Green Beret **
Taylor Walker – CEO at the Walker Foundation
Dakota Delgado - COO at the Walker Foundation **
Lyric Alexander – Tattoo artist & manager at In the Shadows Ink **
Piper Sterling – Works at the Shadow Valley Fitness **
Emmalee Tate – Paralegal at Tate & Assoc., LLP **
Adrianna (Ri) Lincoln – Attorney at Tate & Assoc., LLP
Avery Jamison – Works at Shadow Valley Pawn
Jordyn Briggs – Office manager at Shadow Valley Body Shop & Towing
Sydney Briggs – Administrative help for Tate & Assoc., LLP
Gabrielle (Gabi) McKay – Bartender/hostess at Heaven’s Angels Gentleman’s Club **
Asia Moore (Dark Knights MC) **
Daisy Scott (Blood Fury MC) **
Dyna Dietrich (Blood Fury MC) **
**Angels of Fury MC members
OTHERS:
Liam Jamison
Bunny – Sweet butt
Shimmer – Sweet butt/stripper at Heaven’s Angels
Cherry – Sweet butt
Honey – Sweet butt
Bubbles – Sweet butt
Chapter One
When the buzzer sounded and the gate opened, Zeke stepped through.
He swore it would be for the very last fucking time.
The fuck if he was going to say that out loud, because he might not be able to stick to that claim. Proof was the last two times he declared the same.
But, damn, did freedom smell good!
A lot better than his cellie who didn’t know how to wash his crusty ass properly. Zeke swore the fucker used their dirty toilet water to rinse his pits, too.
Dropping his bag of personal belongings at his feet, he pulled his cut free, shrugged it on, and instantly felt so much fucking better. His thumb swept back and forth over the rectangular embroidered patch that told the fucking world who he was: PRESIDENT of the best damn motorcycle club in the whole Commonwealth of Pennsylvania. If you asked him, in the whole fucking U.S.A.
Or at least that had been his rank before going in this last time. It might not be true anymore. If so, his DAMC family had managed to keep that shit from him so he wouldn’t flip the fuck out.
His nostrils flared as he sucked in more fresh air. He then glanced toward the parking lot to see who was waiting for him and grinned when he saw the familiar cage.
A vintage Pontiac GTO.
His grin grew with each stride as he headed toward his waiting ride. As soon as he opened the passenger door, he lobbed the plastic bag over the seat and into the back.
“Get in, asshole!”
Zeke gave his cousin a wait-a-minute finger, unfastened and dropped his jeans, making sure the screws got a clear view of a full moon. “Bite my fuckin’ ass!” he yelled and gave one cheek a sharp slap.
“Jesus, I think you blinded me with that ghost-white ass.”
He jerked up his jeans, shot Violet a smirk, quickly flipped his cut inside out before slipping it back on, then folded himself into the car.
Goddamn, did he miss this woman.
At least, when she wasn’t riding his ass. Which was often. Sometimes prison was the only time he got a break from his best friend annoying him.
“I’ve missed you, asshole. By the way, I never knew your dick was so small. I’d prefer to go back in time to before I saw it.” She shuddered dramatically.
He grunted, “Ain’t small.”
“Looked like a stunted button mushroom.” She gagged. “I’m never eating mushrooms again.”