Jamie doesn’t know many details, but she’s aware that Draven is involved in something that he can’t talk about. All that he’s said is he’s doing a favor for a friend and it means getting involved with a skeevy biker gang run by a man named Moose. Needing help, Draven goes to the one person he knows implicitly that he can trust, Agent Charlene Fitzgerald.
The constant rumble of motorcycles was muted here, but still present. It didn’t seem that any city in the proximity of Daytona escaped the noise of thousands of motors. The imposing shape of a dark-paned SUV sat on the side the road. Draven’s phone buzzed, flashing a text that came from a number he didn’t recognize. Since it was a coded message that only Charlene would send, he smiled.
Jamie glanced at it, puzzled. It was a strange image: CKN@@. “What’s that supposed to…
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