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Next
time you need your dick sucked, good luck.

Miller looked at Jerry.

Are you serious?


What?
She wants to work the street, fine. I

ll
just cash in when I need it.

As sad it was, it was almost like a
small glimmer of hope for Miller. If Jerry was getting pussy somewhere else,
then that meant at home

Stop. You fucking asshole, just
stop.


Playing
with dirty pussy,

Miller
said.


It

s the best kind. Doesn

t want to talk about feelings,
insurance, and all that shit.


All
that shit,

Miller said.

You

re a real fuck. I can

t
wait to watch
…”

Jerry put a hand up.

Save it. I want to show you
something.


What?

Jerry nodded and walked. Miller
followed. They went around the SUV and sitting in the backseat was one of the
Back Down Devil MC prospects.


What
the fuck is this?

Miller
asked.

Jerry opened the door. He grabbed
the prospect and pulled him out. He slammed the young man against the side of
the SUV. There were tattoos on his neck. Down his arms, his hands. He wore his
plain black cut with the Back Down Devil name on it.


This
piece of trash was having lunch with his mother,

Jerry said.


You
left the lot?

Miller
asked.


I
jumped the back gate.


For
your mother?


She

s got fucking cancer,

the prospect yelled.

Miller punched the guy in the
mouth.

Don

t raise your voice to me, son.

The prospect coughed and spit
blood.

Sorry, sir.


I

m sorry your damn mother has
cancer,

Miller said.


Me
too. I try to have lunch with her as much as I can. She

s refused treatment and she

s going to be dead soon. Maybe by now after what
happened.


What
happened?

Miller asked.


Your
prospect here, real name Ben, had a little gun problem a couple years ago.
Funny how I stumbled across the paperwork just this morning. I realized that
perhaps his gun charge could help point me in the direction of some other gun
related crimes.


Fuck
you,

Ben said.

You

ve got nothing on me.


You

re right, I don

t,

Jerry said.

But I

ve got a suspicion. And
considering you

re affiliated
with a motorcycle club that

s
had a sketchy past, I think it

s
best we take you in. Pull some old files and dig around.


He
kicked in my mother

s door,

Ben said.

She fell to the floor and was
losing her breath. Goddamn ambulance had to come and get her.


You
can

t do this,

Miller said.


It

s done,

Jerry said. He put a finger to Miller

s chest.

And I

m
not done yet. I

m going to
take you apart, Miller. Piece by fucking piece. Until I get everything I want.

Miller looked at Ben. The prospect
was damn tearing up.


Miller!
Boss!

It was Blaine, waving a phone.

Miller ran and Jerry called out,

See you soon!


This
better be fucking good,

Miller growled at Blaine.


It

s Nate,

Blaine said.

There

s some guy in the lot. He

s got a gun. He

s looking for Griffin.

five.

 

Gaige and Blaine were first this
time. It pissed Miller off but wasting time arguing was wasting time with a
gunman in their lot. They pulled into the lot to a full stand off happening.
Erik, Jace, and Landon stood with their guns out. Nate was behind them,
shouting orders.

Across the lot, near the
motorcycles was a man with a gun to his head.

For a second, Miller didn

t know what the hell was going
on.

The guy was short, fat, in old
clothes. His hair and facial hair were messy and unkempt. He looked like a bum.

Miller ran to Shay and grabbed him
by the shoulder.

Shay took a drag of a cigarette.

Goddamn fool, aye.


Who
is that?


Griffin

s goddamn brother,

Shay said.

Gary. Jesus Christ.


The
fucking prick wants to die, let him,

Miller said.


Hey,

Shay said.

It

s
his brother. Blood brother.


You
killed your brother,

Miller said.

Shay nodded.

Miller turned and stepped right out
in front of all the weapons.

Everyone
wearing leather cut! Stand down! That

s
a direct order.


Hey,
boss,

Blaine said, almost
whispering.

I can get
behind him. Neutralize this thing. We don

t
need guns and blood in the lot right now.


Fuck,

Miller said.

Do it. I

ll distract the fat prick.

Miller stepped forward, staring
straight ahead at Griffin

s
brother. He knew nothing of Griffin

s
family. Some of that family shit was left behind when a man took his leather
cut and promised to stay loyal to the club.

Gaige stepped up next to Miller.


Hey,
let me do this,

Gaige
said.

In case you get shot.

Miller looked at Gaige.

You have more to lose than I do.

There was a second when Miller and
Gaige stared at each other, both surprised at Miller

s words.

But dammit if that wasn

t the truth.

Gaige had Emily. She was young,
beautiful, and wickedly loyal to Gaige

s
lifestyle and his commitment to the MC. If this asshole with the gun wanted to
kill someone


I

ll do it!

Miller pushed Gaige away and then
approached Griffin

s
brother.


Gary,

Miller said.

What the fuck are you doing?


He

s really dead? I want to know. I
want to see.


There

s nothing to see, buddy. Griffin is gone. He

s buried. I can
tell you where
…”


Fuck
you!

Gary yelled.

You killed my brother.


No,
I didn

t. I didn

t kill Griffin. I loved that
man. He was a brother to me.


He
was my brother!

Miller touched the patch on his
cut.

Hey, he was both our
brother. In different ways. Now why don

t
we go throw back a few shots of whiskey to remember him?


That

s what you do?

Gary asked.

You drink? You forget him?


I

ll never forget Griffin,

Miller said. He was close to Gary now. Close enough to grab the gun.

I
truly loved him.


You
really mean that?

Gary asked.

Miller nodded. He turned and leaned
against the railing, next to Gary. The crazed son of a bitch still had the gun
to his own head.


He
helped build this place,

Miller said.

All of it. A
smart man with money.


He
was always smart,

Gary said.

He always helped me. And I
was the big brother.


You

re older?


Three
years,

Gary said.


I
never knew that.


I
haven

t talked to Griffin in five years,

Gary said.

And now I never will.

He lowered his head and the gun.

From the corner of his eye, Miller
saw Blaine down the ramp. He was ready to grab Gary by the ankles and pull,
sending the large man down to his face. Miller waved his hand, keeping Blaine away.

Slowly, Miller reached and touched Gary

s shoulder.


Hey,
I

m really fucking sorry. I
didn

t know Griffin had close family. I would have called. But we did it the right way for him. As a
family. Buried with other brothers. With kindness. With love. With a memory
that we will never let go.

Gary turned his head.

I hated him for being here. Our
parents were killed when he was just ten. I was thirteen. We ended up on the
street together. We ran and ran. Griffin got smarter and I got dumber. Last
time I saw him, we fought. I beat his face bloody, telling him I hated him. And
now he

s gone.


You
believe in religion?


No.


What
do you believe in after death?


I

m not dead,

Gary said.

Miller flickered a smile.

You look like him. I never
thought I

d say this

but Griffin was skinnier.

Gary laughed.

The gun was relaxed in his hand.

That

s
when Miller moved. He grabbed Gary

s
wrist and twisted it. He took the gun out of his hand. Blaine grabbed Gary

s ankles and pulled, sending him
toppling to the ground. The fat man burst into tears again and Miller stepped
on his back.


You
think you can just come onto my lot and pull a stunt like this?


No,
I

m sorry,

Gary pleaded.

I need to know.

Blaine slid through the bottom railing.

Miller waved and all the guys
collected around Griffin

s
brother. That

s when Miller
took his foot away. There was a dirt footprint on Gary

s shirt.


I
just want to know how it all happened,

Gary cried out.

Miller crouched down. He looked up
at Blaine and gave a nod. Blaine grabbed Gary and lifted him like he weighed
nothing. He sat the large man on his ass.


You
make a move and I

ll break
your neck,

Blaine warned.


I

ve had a bad fucking day,

Miller said.

The town I

ve built to keep safe is now  corrupt.
One of the men I

d go to in
this situation is dead. Your brother.


How
did he die?


Like
a man,

Gaige said.

Bullet to the neck.


No,

Gary groaned.

No. That meant if he wasn

t here, he

d be alive. You fuckers did kill
him.


Call
me a name again and watch where that gets you,

Miller said.

Gary looked like he was going to
spit at Miller. Miller shot his hand forward and covered Gary

s mouth. He pushed hard and put Gary on his back.


You
listen to me,

Miller said.

We were his family, not you.
I don

t know what the fuck
you want here. Griffin is fucking dead. He

s
gone forever
…”

That

s
when it finally sunk in for good for Miller.

Gary

s
face turned red and he shook his head, trying to fight Miller

s hand away. When Miller took
his hand away, Gary gasped for air and cried out for help. Miller slowly stood
and backed up.


Miller,

Gaige said.


No.
Take care of him. Get him out of here.


What
do you want us to do?

Blaine asked.


I
don

t care,

Miller said.

I just don

t fucking care.

He turned and charged toward the
clubhouse.

He went right inside and right to
the bar. A prospect poured him a shot and Miller took it to the conference
room. He sat in his seat and stared at Griffin

s
seat.

For all the years he and Griffin spent together, he never knew of Griffin

s
past life. Not that it ever really bothered him at all though, at least not
until now. It sunk in deep that every man out there wearing the cut had a past.

Hell, Miller had his own past.

Miller drank the shot. It tasted
like death and burned like hell. He wanted another one. But he didn

t move. Instead, he just sat
there, letting the rest of the day waste. His mind going back to a different
time. A time he should

ve
avoided then and definitely fucking avoided now.

The door opened and Gaige came
walking in.


Hey.
You okay?


Define
okay,

Miller said.


You
need a drink? A bite to eat? A woman?


Where

s Griffin

s brother?


Gone,

Gaige said.


Gone
as in
…”


He

s not here anymore, Miller. That

s all you need to know.


I
never knew about his family, Gaige.


That

s how Griffin was. He came to us
after his real life career. He was smart, brave, and a little crazy for a man
his size and look.

Miller grinned.

He was like a fat dork, huh?


And
if you said that to him, he

d
put a knife in your gut.

Miller made a fist and slammed it
on the table.

I can

t stop thinking about it all.
Today. Yesterday. Ten years ago. Tomorrow. Fuck.


It

s a lot, bro,

Gaige said.


I
want to kill him in the worst way, Gaige. But I try to walk the straight path
here. I know what

s at
stake. I put a bullet in Jerry

s
head and everyone

s life
changes. Yours, mine, his, the MC goes down, and then his family

Ella

the baby
…”


Oh,
shit,

Gaige said. He took
a few steps.

You can

t do that to yourself.

Miller stood up.

He

s
fucking hookers, Gaige. He doesn

t
touch her. She has nothing and me walking away was supposed to give her
everything.


You

re talking like a weak man,
Miller,

Gaige said.

You better sack up, brother.

Gaige stood at his seat. Miller
stared at the VP. One bullet could change everything. Fuck, one bullet could
take Miller out and then Gaige would be wearing the President

s patch.


Sack
up,

Miller said.

You

re right, Gaige. I

m
going to cross the line. Say
fuck you
to everything I know.

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