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Thrills, chills, motorcycles, and mafia. Get ready for some dark romance . . .
Pike
The devil, you know, isn’t that the adage? Well, in this case, it is entirely accurate. The past is catching up with me in Morinrock in some unpleasant ways. Bodies are piling up, the police hauling me in every chance they have. They don’t entirely trust the local MC’s President’s word. I have some ideas on who the killer is, but that doesn’t mean I’m giving out hints, especially if I’m right.
Natasha
When my cousin said he was calling in a big favor for a friend, he wasn’t kidding. I have no idea how I will get this guy out of this jam, but if my cousin says he didn’t do it . . . well, I trust him. I’m the best the Volkov Bratva has to offer, and a few bodies don’t scare me—much.
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