I started it up and sat on it, I liked to feel the powerful motor shake the bike as it warmed up.
Eagle looked at me, his eyes burning with rage as he threw the cigarette on the sidewalk and smashed it out with his foot.
I put on my Black helmet that had a red visor or shield on it. Porn videos “Prospects!” I heard come from inside.
We entered, I looked around there was Reaper gear everywhere. Typical police profiling.
I saw Junior look over at the Hell Rider and point at him.
I remembered what they had done up in Washington and what we still need to do.
I knew Vegas was a hot spot for Hell Riders with just enough of us to have a chapter.
After 4 more hours we arrived. I extended my arm out firmly shaking his “Gambler.” he said. Then we rushed through the doorway.
“Down motherfuckers down!” I yelled watching them all hit the floor in shock.
“Check em’!” I ordered.
