Here I am sitting here in this parking lot smoking a newport sitting on my bike wearing my cut as I'm looking around at random people walk around like chickens as some of my fellow club members are at different places keeping and eye out for unwanted guest as I'm just sitting there trying to think about my life and all the other stuff going through it as I get off my bike as I toss my cig down as I started to walked foward as I rub my fingers through my hair as I look around as my vp decided to roll up by me as I turned around as he sits on the bike to talk.

"Whats up?"

He looks at me.

"Fucken Devils Round is in town selling again."

I shake my head as I close my fist.

"Take the guys and stop them at all cost. Don't worry about me I'll be fine by myself."

"You sure man?"

"Yeah. Go!"

As he drives away to tell the guys I turn around. Now nomarly I would be right with them but my mind is on other things as I turned around someone is standing there.