I’m accomplishing this op and going back to Afghanistan. This was never supposed to happen.ĪNSON: I swear I’m never falling for that service bottom Ormond. Anson Dineyazzie, macho half-breed hired gun, has stolen more than just my heart. I’m a friend of cops, firemen, and soldiers alike, but suddenly I only want one man ordering me around. Iceman is running all sorts of questionable ops on Bent Zealots land, and now Anson and I have to prove our street creds just to stake a claim in our own backyard. ORMOND: I was flung into a life-or-death battle against the slimy Iceman, leader of a rival MC. Because these things never end pleasantly. A man may as well have a few laughs while on a fatal mission. Mercenaries don’t wear badges, but my dominant side soon has me all over that seductive Spanish servant. My partner is the famous badge slut, Ormond Tangier, known far and wide for his mad oral skills, his subservience to anyone in uniform. Infiltrate the Navajo Rez and find out who is claiming the Zealots’ turf, using kids to cook drugs. Turk Blackburn, Bent Zealots MC Prez, ordered me on a fresh operation to prove myself, my guts, my valor. I was on a quest for my father, my roots, looking for answers. Two wheels move the soul.ĪNSON: I was just a mercenary back from fighting the good fight overseas.
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