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Shaking my head, I refused to back down.
“You are on my land. Disturbed land.”
Scanning the area, I couldn’t find them. Something moved behind me. I twisted and pointed my gun, but I saw nothing.
“What is your name, son?”
“Sandman.”
“What club are you with?”
I shrugged my shoulders.
“You’re cut says differently.”
“He’s a Golden Skull, Prez.” Someone said from up above me.
They were everywhere.
I couldn’t see them, but I could hear them.
They had me surrounded.
“We’re gonna come out. Don’t make the mistake of shooting any of my men. You won’t like what happens if you do.”
Nodding, twelve men walked out of the darkness, each more dangerous than the other, but it was the one with the shaved head and black eyes that had me freezing in my spot. I’d seen evil men in my life. Thought I knew what evil truly looked like, but this man was an entity all unto himself.
“May I sit?” he asked.
Nodding, I watched as the big man sat down and four others stood behind him, arms crossed over their chests as they never took their eyes off me. The other men in the group spread out, moving into strategic spots, giving them a clear view of me.
“My name is Hawk. I’m the President of Disturbed Disciples MC. But we just call ourselves Disturbed. The other is a mouth full. So, Sandman, what brings you to my neck of the woods?”
“Looking.”
“Looking for what?”
“Silence.”
The big man smirked. “Aren’t we all? Well, kid, I don’t think you’re going to find it here.”
“I’ll leave.”
Hawk held up his hand. “Didn’t say you had to leave, kid. We’re just talking.”
“Don’t talk.”
“I can see that. How old are you?”
I shrugged my shoulders.
“Where are your parents?”
I shook my head.
“But you have a club.”
I nodded.
