yn

scattered on my floor. I was stuffing the last of my leather j

ck text: Happened to catch them throwing a massive tantrum at th

's glass doors. Her face was the color of ash. Her heel caught on the pave

oud matriarch had finally seen her f

hone screen flashed with

the device slightl

through the speaker, a raw bark of fury. "Those are my

ttering his delusion. "It was exclusively her trust fun

the phone from him. "Karyn, please! I'm begging you, unfreeze

"My Porsche just got repossessed! Karyn, I'm sorry

glass echoing through the line. His breathing was ragged, heavy with ri

y. "Let them cry. Even if you cut off my cash flow, I still have the Silver Creek quarry.

lips, full of pity for a trapped

alm and precise. "Let me remind you of a minor detail, Brandon. The Silver Creek quar

d just punched him in the gut. The silence that followed wa

de completely

eplaced by a terrified, broken man. "Karyn, wait, let's talk about this! You can't lea

howl as the reality of his destitution set in. He starte

nently blocked his number,

ban mansion, the fake family-they were

They would lash out, perhaps attempting to leverage their old, dirty connections to hurt me. To permanently end this farc

alked to the nightstand. I pick

-the sigil of the Iron Eagles MC. It was my mother's. A relic that carried so much weight, every mot

exture a solid presence in my palm. This was my ultima

and more dangerous than the P

l bag over my shoulder, and walked out of the cramped ap

ugh the silver ring, hanging it around my neck. It rest

eel and sped out of the alley, heading for the other