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“She changed! You made her change!” He shook me, my head hitting the wall and throwing me into a daze. I was fifteen years old and big for my age but nothing against my father’s burly strength.

“Put him down, Hands!” I heard another gruff voice shout. He continued to shake me even as the man I managed to recognize as my best friend’s father and club president, Dealer, stepped in and pried his vise grip from my neck.

I fell to the floor, coughing and wheezing.

“It’s his fucking fault!” I heard my father scream as I crawled blindly along the hard wooden floorboards toward my room. My father’s booming voice full of accusations following me. “His fucking fault!”

Dealer saved me from my father’s wrath on more than one occasion.

I feel like he just knew when things were going to get bad and would appear out of mid-air. They used to be close, Dealer and Hands got their names together. As prospects, they used to go out and hustle men at poker. They were an unlikely team but together they were unstoppable—unbeatable.

My buddy Op had the best parents. His dad was strong and powerful, but humble about who he was and the world he controlled. Dealer watched out for everyone in his family, even the little guys like me. He believed in loyalty and strength as one, that our chain is only as strong as its weakest link.

His wife, Daisy-Mae was an all-out country girl who didn’t know her way around the club to begin with but she learned because it was what her man cared about, so it was what she cared about. She was an influential Old lady, but a comforting and peaceful soul.

Their love was one matched by the fucking universe. I thought the same of my parents once upon a time too.

How wrong I was.

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