Killer (The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club book 5)

The flight to Seattle goes quickly, and after an hour’s drive we are arriving at the Prison.

After signing in, and a talk with the warden, we wait for GABRIEL. He takes his time to get to the phone, and I lift it up.

“So what brings you two fuckers all the way here?” He has changed. I remember Gabriel, he was once a close friend to Aliyana, before she married Marco and the shit fest started. His once innocent face is stained in sin, and the distant look on his face has lost any of his childhood charm.

The Made-man’s curse. How the fuck he chose this over a woman and child is beyond my understanding. But he has, and now he’s tucked in this shit hole eating crappy food and sleeping with one eye on his makeshift knife and the other on his dick.

“Came to congratulate you,” My words are short.

His mouth thins, “Sienna had the baby? Are they safe?”

on purpose, “Depends, is your father

his hand on his face and

and uncle. Letting that slide is a

my protection. I have no qualms ending a generation or two,” I tell him, and it is the truth. If I had to

to shoot a bull in its face,” Gabriel says.

then I suggest that is what you do and make it quick. Because I smell one of you

takes an extra 30 minutes to get to the Castle. The place is ancient and has been passed down in the DeMarco

time I was here on Mercer Island. I didn’t drive in and

do you plan to handle this? Marco is hard-headed,” Snake asks me as I drive to the

him we’re going to see, it’s Aliyana,” I inform

left