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I was lost and alone until they found me. Ruthless. Killers. Bikers. Now I belong to them. But after what they did to me, we have a long way to go before forgiveness. Someone is screwing with the Jackal’s motorcycle club business. They know what we are. Who we are. Always one step ahead. And they won’t stop until we’re six feet under. To stop our enemies, it’s time to fulfil my legacy. Become who I was born to be. Embrace my mates. Destroy our enemies; family or foe. Because no one takes what’s mine. No one.
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