Reaper's Rage
Reaper
This is supposed to be the land of the free. Not so much when you’re a person of color. There are rules black people have to follow that white people don’t. Getting arrested as a teenager because I was taking a walk had me join a gang for revenge. If you already condemn me as a criminal, I might as well be one. My uncle, President of the Demon Dawgs’ chapter in Vegas, talked me into prospecting. Now I’m a patched member. Unfortunately, my old gang isn’t happy with my choice, so they go after my girl.
Ashlyn
I’m in love with my brother’s best friend. There, I said it. My brother, Flame, doesn’t know. I thought no one knew, not even Reaper. But Reaper’s old gang figured it out. Now they want to use me to make him pay for choosing the Demon Dawgs over them. So much for growing old together…
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