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Maddie would have some hard times, but she would always have us to turn to. Dallas killing Frankie was a fucked up move on Charlie’s part, but just like the rest of us, she would find a way to deal with it. At some point, I knew she would feel the need to tell Maddie that it was her that took Frankie’s life, but we would cross that bridge when we got there.

We had a chance to start over. My club was whole, except for the absence of War. Frankie had told us that if he was killed, it wasn’t to his knowledge, but the guys that had him wouldn’t let him live. It was just as easy to say he was dead. He would be a fallen brother, another picture on the wall. A cut would be made in his honor and hung with the others. We would always remember him and his dedication to the club. It would be hard, but we would get through. We were the Devil’s Renegades.

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