Anyone who ever makes you the slightest bit uncomfortable, Breanna, you tell one of us. You're with Razor, which means you're family.

Two motorcycles rumble in behind me and park in open spots. It's Pigpen and Dust. They're part of the volunteers tailing me and Violet until we're safe.

I already texted Pigpen and Dust and they're heading with us.

The club owns a legit security company that travels alongside semi-loads of expensive goods to guarantee that the truck makes it to point B from point A without any problems. People don’t know it, but trucks being jacked for their loads happens more often than one would think. The security company is a ride-along bouncer.

Took her [Ms. Whitlock] long enough to grade it." He mumbles.True. "But it took us forever to turn it in. She didn't have to accept it was from, she didn't have to let us write it together and she didn't have to give us an A-plus, but she did.

In the police’s defense, the Riot aren’t wearing their cuts, but I’m disappointed. The Riot watching the store are big names and we know them by face and road name in order to stay safe. I’d think the police would have done their homework, especially with Violet’s life on the line.

Pigpen's been tearing through the cabin, the yard, the clubhouse like a toddler on the warpath.

...Pigpen's currently sitting on as he drinks a beer.He's been Violet's shadow since Eli left town with Cyrus a few days ago.

Besides me, Pigpen is the youngest guy in here and then there's Eli.