Chapter 26

"Enrico called, said the Ghosts got our message. They sent a message back. They say the death of Buffalo makes us even."

It took Jared a moment to re-adjust his thinking, away from his curvy black-haired neighbour to his boss. Vincent, the guy Jared would happily follow into death. The guy who had his back no matter what. They'd grown up together, part of a local biker club, the Ghosts.

The club that had betrayed them in a drug hand-off gone wrong and nearly gotten them both killed. In retaliation, Jared and Vince had taken out a good portion of the club. They'd been at war ever since, for well over a decade now.

Jared snorted. "There's no such thing as even for those guys."

Vince's eyes glowed with an unholy light. "You don't want to stop our vendetta?"