In other words, she’d live innocent or die guilty.
“Got it,” I said.
I’m not the Cole you think I am, Lane. I’m not an idiot who’s hungry to prove himself.
Not here.
Lane smiled, squeezed my shoulder, and hopped on his bike, leading all but three of us out of the parking lot. It looked like a battalion of soldiers rolling out into combat, as impressive a sight as I think any of us in the MC had ever seen. The only people behind were my Sergeant-at-Arms and a military veteran.
“Time to go, man?” Patriot said.
I looked at the two of them. If there was anyone I knew I could trust on a mission like this, it was these two. The man who had taken the job to protect my life, and the man who had taken the job to protect justice and freedom in any and all situations.
“Yes,” I said. “Let’s fucking go.”
