"The explosion of an acetylene tank Saturday morning was the cause of a fire at Racer Edge Custom Auto Repair, according to Stilwater Fire Department officials.

One worker and a civilian were hurt by debris from the blaze. One firefighter was also transported to the hospital where he was treated for minor injuries. People living in the adjacent neighborhood reported smelling smoke and chemicals for several hours before the fire had been extinguished.

Stilwater Fire Department investigators are working to determine the cause of the explosion."

"That is terrifying, much like the night of…"

Ky heard the news report on the radio. She at first thought she heard wrong. Just waking up, looking at the alarm. It was just 6 am, her phone vibrated on the bedside night table.

"Yeah? What happen?" she whispered. Gat and Aisha were still asleep. "What?" Harsher than the last. "Are they hurt? Give me two hours. Don't argue with me."

Ky slipped from the bed as she hung up. Heading to the bathroom, she reached for the toothbrush. The door opened. "Get out." Ky said quietly.

Gat politely turned his back. "You heading back?"

"Yeah. You get the text?"

Gat grunted.

"I'll be back this evening after I find out more." The toilet flushed.

"I should come with you."

"Nope." Ky kisses his back and excuses herself.

Ever so quiet she rummaged through her luggage. A pair of jeans and a t-shirt, her sneakers, wallet, and keys. She was out of the door.


Ky called Ramon and asked him which hospital he was in. She headed there. Back in familiar territory, she drove by the garage. The bays were wrecked and blackened the rubble was minor, but from where she could see it looked salvageable.

Pulling to the parking lot, several Saints greeted her standing guard.

Heading in, she stopped at the front desk. "Mendoza, Carlos?" Having the floor and room number, she went to head up.

Ramon was just walking out of the nearby elevator. "Ro. How are they?" Hugging the tall man.

"The good thing neither were in the bays. He said he and her went to pick up his sketchbooks and there was the explosion."

"Ren is aight?"

"Not really. She got a busted arm and some cuts. She was unconscious when the medics arrived, so they been waiting to do a CAT scan."

Ky sucked her teeth and called her young friend's mother. "Hey, did you hear the news? I have some news."

Calming the distraught woman down, she let her know she will make it right and will come by when she was done but will call as soon as she had more information.

Heading up Ramon led Ky to the floor to where Carlos sat next to Ren's bedside. They were chuckling. Ky pulled Ramon aside.

"I think I made a mistake."

"What you mean?"

"Having Carlos be one of the main. Today it may have been an accident. I'll need to hear it from the investigation first." Ky sighed, tugging her ponytail.

"Carlos… Nah, you right." Ramon sighed heavily. "I'll take his spot."

"No!"

The pair turned to see Carlos standing there. Cuts on his face, a butterfly bandage on his forehead.

"Don't take my place!" Carlos demanded of his brother.

"You don't get to make that decision." Ky started.

"It was an accident!"

"You know that for sure?" Kyouki turned to face him, looking him over. "I find it pretty coincidental just a few days later. After meeting Maero, the shop is conveniently blown up. With you in it. More importantly, Ren was with you."

Carlos stood taller, Kyouki's phone vibrated. She blindly handed it to Ramon. She wasn't backing down, and neither was Carlos. Knowing that look of needing to be a part of something, she initially entrusted him with this, and she wanted to pull him from it. It wasn't right. Ky shook her head and walked past him to see Ren.

Carlos watched his boss, letting out a held breath. Ramon hung up. "Be thankful she didn't kick your ass just now." Pulling his younger brother into a hug. "Just promise me you'll be careful."

"I will."


Kyouki checked on the girl, and called her mother to let them speak and the nurse shortly came in to take Ren to her examination. Watching them wheel her away, Ky stood in the hall, Carlos and Ramon on either side of her. Ky pushed Carlos forward and turned to leave.

"If there is anything else, call. I need to go find the last remaining Roller."


"You find out who blew up my garage?"

"Not yet. Still looking into it. You know something?"

"I have an inkling, but if I have solid proof, I'll let you know."

It was early in the afternoon when Kyouki went in search of an old "friend". Ky had gotten information from Carlos that the Brotherhood's chief mechanic was still in his old area of Chinatown. She had gone to the Penthouse to change. After stopping to grab a bite to eat, she spotted the neon sign over the garage.

Exiting her car, she walked inside to pay the man a visit. "Excuse me, but is Donnie available? I need him to take a look at my ride, and I heard he was the best." Kyouki sweetly asked the worker who stood gawking after she stepped from her Raycaster.

"Nah, he ain't here, but I can look at it." The redhead worker asked as he continued to leer at her, licking his lips.

"That's ok, I'll just stop back by later." And she walked out in search of Donnie once more.


Pulling out her cell, she went to give Shaundi a call. Maybe the street cams they monitored may have picked up something. Just as she went to call, she spotted a Voxel parked by the water and its driver standing near the edge. The car could have been anyone's, but the location of it. A chill sat in her stomach.

Parking her car, she sat for a moment. "Donnie could've saved Lin, stupid fuck." Kyouki got out and walked up to the red-clad mechanic. Heels clicking on the pavement, she listened as mournful words were being spilled to none that would hear.

Donnie stood there, a bouquet in his hands, wringing the little life they had left in them. Struggling to speak. Years it has been since her death, every year he goes through the same living torment he subjects himself to saying his brief prayer to the woman who infiltrated the Westside Rollerz.

"Lin... I... um. I miss you." He tossed the estranged flowers in the murky water. Donnie didn't care what side she was on, he loved her for her knowledge of cars, her no-bullshit attitude, and her face.

Ky remembered that day well, too well, and it hurt. The pit in her stomach was the feeling of being shot there all over again, the feeling of hearing her friend who helped her along the way take her last breath. Ky remembered vividly, and she was pissed, thinking about Carlos and Ren. 'This fucker should have disappeared with the Rollerz.' Lin's name should never leave this man's lips.

Donnie turned around to a gun nestled right between his eyes, and at the end of the polished steel was the Saints' leader. He followed the barrel of her gun as he paled. Donnie's eyes went wide, he knew that face and angry honey-hazel eyes. "Oh, shit."

"You haven't seen me since Sharpe had Lin and I tied up in the trunk of Lin's ride, shot, left to die and all you can say is 'Oh shit?"

Donnie swallowed hard. "You're supposed to be dead."

"You pussy! Supposed to be? Then you knew we were going to die? That's why you ran?"

"Wha- No! N-no, I did not know. I came back. Both of you were gone! I never wanted Lin dead!" Donnie screamed.

Ky nodded in agreement and shrugged. "That'll work." Kyouki grabbed Donnie by his collar and threw him in the passenger's side of her car.

"Oh god, don't kill me, I'll do whatever you want, just please don't kill me!" Donnie whined as he squirmed in the passenger seat.

"Shut the fuck up, I'm not going to kill you… yet, you will help me out first. I happen to have an offer you won't refuse."

"What? I can't kill anyone."

"Well, I knew that. Seeing as how when Sharpe showed you, Lin was a traitor. You just bolted, gave you a piece and everything. Remember?"

Donnie hung his head. He remembered, and he has regretted it every day since. "How did you survive?"

"He missed."


Donnie whimpered the whole while they drove through town. It was just a few blocks away from their destination, but to him, it was a week-long journey.

"So you're with the Brotherhood now, huh?" Kyouki asked. "You still workin' on cars, Donnie?" Ky snapped her fingers in his face to get his attention.

Donnie jumped into the door. "Yeah..." he wasn't sure if this was his last ride or whatever, but he sure as shit was scared and couldn't calm down being in the car with Kyouki.

"Word is you got some new friends Donnie… You work on Brotherhood trucks, right?" He was too scared. Ky pulled over. She took a deep breath. "You wanna get out of this alive, don't you, Donnie?" Her voice held no inflections. It was a genuine question.

Donnie looked at Kyouki and nodded. He was no fighter, the only idiot move he did was not kill Sharpe if Donnie honestly care about Lin.

"Now, next question. You know where some of your new friends are hanging out to make that garage blow this morning?"

"No. What…"

"There was an explosion at that garage right there. Now, do you know if you or anyone in your…" Ky took another breath. "Did you overhear anyone saying that they planned to blow the garage?" Pointing to the garage where they injured Carlos and Ren in.

Donnie nodded. He overheard, but he wasn't sure who was talking, just fixed cars. He has little to no interest in what they do, working for a hefty sum and he keeps his head down. No more, no less.

Kyouki clapped her hands together. "This is perfect, see we are communicating. Here's the deal: you rig your trashy friend's trucks to blow, and Jessica's car you will cut the break line and… No.. wait… I have a better idea. You will tell me where Jessica's car is. You will rig your buddy's trucks to explode or you're gonna find your body where they found Lin. Do you understand me?"

Donnie's stomach lurched. He pointed out a spot they frequented. The trucks luckily were not attended. Donnie tried to talk her out of doing this. But the barrel of the gun was aimed right between his eyes. Her vocal cool informed him of how a dead body cannot clean the grey matter of his blown brains out of the interior of her car.

"Look, I know you're pissed about Lin. I am too, but I had nothing to do with killing her…"

Ky cocked the gun. "You say her name one more time… You have zero times left to say it."

Donnie sighed, going to Ky's trunk and finding a brick of C4 detonators and wires all in a place like it was just something one kept around. Trotting to the first trucks, he called over his shoulder as Ky pulled up for him to make an escape if needed.

"I'm setting the bomb, don't shoot…"

"Oh, I know better… This reminds me of the time I had the Rollerz cars blown with Samson's help. You remember?"

Donnie paused and looked behind him to see Kyouki grinning. "That was you?"

"Duh!" She watched as Donnie finished the first bomb, then scooted to the next large red truck.

"Maero's gonna kill me for this." Donnie whined.

"I heard that~."

With the last bombs in place, they pulled away, and Ky waited. Once the cars' owners were in the respective trust, Ky tapped the button setting the bombs off that made Donnie jump out of his jumpsuit.

"Can I go now?"

All it took was a look from Ky to know she was far from done with him. They went to two more stops, and six more explosions, a message was sent.

"It's been years since I was in the Rollerz. Can't you let it go? When Maero finds out, you made me do this, you're fucked…"

Ky snorted. "I'm not planning on telling him. You are?"

"Please don't kill me... Listen, you don't know what you're doing. Starting shit with the Brotherhood is gonna get you killed…"

"And just how do you know?"

"I've seen."

"I don't know what I'm doing? They blew my shit up with my people in it!"

"Why are you making me do this? I never did nothing to you. All I ever did was fix cars. Me going against the brotherhood, they'll kill me!" Donnie fired off so many questions in such a brief span of time Ky just shook her head. He was rightfully panicking, maybe unrightfully.

"You'll be fine. God looks after fools and babies."

Donnie was unsure if she really knew how the Brotherhood worked. This stunt would not go unnoticed. They crawled everywhere, and he was fairly certain that someone saw him rigging the trucks. "I did what you wanted, now let me go…" eyeing the gun in her lap he wasn't able to think, that's a loaded weapon right there, and if he could just get free from her, he wouldn't feel like his life was on the line. "Can you put the fucking gun away? I did what you told me to do…"

"Uno, mas."

"Huh?"

"One more. Jessica's"

"Listen, I don't know where it… Fuck, okay, okay." The gun was aimed at his crotch.


They pulled up to Jessica's house. The car wasn't there. They headed to the Brotherhood's hideout. And there she was, sitting apart from the others. It was already late and Ky set her phone to Do Not Disturb. She needed to focus, and she couldn't do that with Gat, Ish, or Ramon in her ear. Getting out, she made not a sound as he rigged her car.

"Here's the detonator...it's IR, so you'll have to face the car if you want the bomb to go off. I'm telling you, you don't wanna do this. Once you start shit with Maero, he won't stop." He whispered. They wouldn't have been overheard. He was just being exceptionally cautious.

"You have a clue as to what time of the year it is. Right… No? Let me clue you in." She went down the list, from the time that Lin was kidnapped and held hostage, to Ky being lured into the pool hall, being hit over the head, tied up, tossed in a trunk, shot, pushed into the channel, And who knows what Lin went through before Kyouki got the call.

Having to deal with Joseph, then William, Hughes, and the explosion. Kyouki's anger was raising to the surface.

"I lost five years. You may have done nothing to me personally, but you allowed Lin to die. You have to live with that shit every gotdamn day. Same as me. You owe me and her. When you figure out who is the better team… Nevermind, you ain't nothing but a pussy."

Donnie swallowed. She was right, but what she was doing to the Brotherhood wasn't fair at all. They were not to Rollerz, never will be. He may have affiliated with them, but he knew better now than to not get too deep.

"But you just started something that you're not going to be able to finish. This isn't right, I did nothing to the Saints…" He pleaded.

Ky walked away. Leaving him alone in the dark.

"Here? Are you serious?"

Ky called once she was in the car. "You should move before that goes off."

"B-but they're gonna kill me!" He looked around the corner. He has to tell them what happened.

"Not my problem." Ky pulled off.

Donnie stood there watching her leave. He hustled away from the car that went off, but there was nothing too loud. It was a bomb that smoked paint. Donnie sighed, then headed into the garage.


Gasping for air, Donnie held tight to Maero's wrist. "You chose your life over the rest of us! That was your choice!" Maero barked at the smaller man.

Croaking out, suspended in the air, feet off the ground. "I… had a-a-a gun t-to… my head wha- I s-supposed to do."

"Have a spine!" Maero growled.

Matt could see Donnie changing colors. He went through several shades and his eyes were slowly drooping. "Woah... Woah, Bro, don't do this, y-you should think about that bitch who is running the Saints. Don't take this out on Donnie." Matt pleaded.

It was hard to hear what was going on. Muffled voices. The world around him was growing dark.

"Baby… Hey hun… Who's gonna fix my car?" Jessica looked up at her man. Maero looked down at her, looked at Donnie, roared, and tossed the man against the wall like he was a rag.

Matt ran over, the back of Donnie's head hit the cabinet door, he lay unmoving, Jessica and Maero walked off. Matt looked at their backs. "Donnie, you alright? Come on man, wake up."

Donnie heard what they said just before he was thrown. All he was good for was fixing cars. He needed to leave. When they saw Jessica's car, he could very well meet Lin tonight.


Pulling up to the spa resort, Kyouki headed to her shared room. They weren't there. Calling Aisha found they were in the restaurant downstairs.

Crossing the floor, she slid into a chair next to them. With a great sigh, she looked between her friends. "Sorry, I'm late. Did you order already?"

"Where have you been? You missed the mud bath." Ish hissed in a whisper.

Gat shook his head. Ky smiled and nodded.

"There was an acid…" Ky paused, why she said acid was strange. "Accident! At the garage, Ramon and Carlos have. Carlos was hurt this morning and Ren."

Aisha gasped. Her brows drew a frown on her face. Ky shook her head. "They have a few scrapes. They're fine."

"But you didn't leave dressed like this." Gat pointed out.

"I had a thought to find someone I… we, know." Ky smiled at the waiter as she places her order.


They relaxed, dropping the subject of the day's events. It was glaringly obvious that Kyouki was thinking about it. As everything around them annoyed her, shifting in her seat, she was uncomfortable. Sighing, she sipped tea.

They, Aisha and Gat told what they had done that day. Kyouki smiled. She enjoyed hearing what they had done. Johnny wasn't one for being pampered, opting to pamper himself with clothes and jewelry. Throughly enjoyed the deep tissue massage he had. Ky needed one right now.

Looking over her cup did a double take. "Shit. Johnny leave, now."

The look of confusion crossed their faces. "Why?"

Already on her feet, came around the table. "Johnny!" she said harshly. He looked back and did as she asked.

Finding a table where some women were dining, he nodded, greeting them and they swooned, making room for him.

Aisha felt a hand on her shoulder, looking up at Kyouki. "[Uncle, what brings you here?]"

The older man beamed, kissing his niece's face. Taking her hand took the seat Johnny abandoned.

"[Am I not allowed a bit of relaxation?]"

"[No one would deny you comforts. I was just not expecting you.]"

The elder held his finger to his lips. He had snuck away. "[I honestly came to speak with this lovely flower.]" Nodding to Aisha, who looked at Kyouki for clues.

A million reasons why he needed to speak with Aisha ran through her mind. Nothing stuck. Chuckling, she inquired why all the older man did was shoo her away.

With a bow, Kyouki walked away, and Johnny followed. They met in the entrance hall.

"Why is he here?"

"Don't ask me. He came to talk to Ish." Ky said, just as confused.

"If he hurts her…" Gat started.

Ky finished, irritated. "He won't." She sucked her teeth. Someone standing not far from them walking in was Jyunichi. Ky took a defensive stance, placing herself between them. "Can you go get me a jacket from the room?"

As Johnny took his jacket off, Ky protested she needed one of hers. When Johnny left, she immediately trotted to Jyunichi, who bowed his head respectfully.

The bald man looked away. He knew she was questioning him without one word uttered.

"[Akuji - san wished to speak with your friend.]"

"You know the reason?"

"[I cannot tell you.]"

Kyouki threw her arms out and turned from him to take her spot near the dining hall entryway. "Oh, of course he can't tell me. It would be too easy. Loyal ass." She peered around, seeing the two chatting with Aisha nodding. Damn the extra chatty and busboys tonight. She couldn't hear a thing.

With a huff, she stood and waited for them to be finished. Johnny came down with her jacket. They then went outside to wait. Sitting on the balcony, Ky was glad she had her jacket. The wraparound balcony allowed them a peek inside the restaurant. It was a wait, but Kazuo Akuji had kissed Aisha's hand as he stood to leave. Kyouki excused herself, heading towards the front doors.

Out of breath, she shivered from the cold. "[Uncle?]"

When he turned to greet her again, he smiled, bowed low, then left without a word. Gat watched the exchange from the shadows. Coming up on Kyouki, he put an arm around her waist to lead her out of the cold.

Ky shook him off, taking off after her uncle. He was not about to leave like that. She called after him. He continued to ignore her as he stepped into the awaiting car. She beat on the glass as it pulled off.

Grunting, she pulled her phone out, dialing. Her calls were ignored. He was giving her the silent treatment. Kyouki hurried back up the steps to the restaurant and past Gat. Long strides, she made it to the table, now full of food.

Plopping loudly in her seat, she glared at Aisha, who sipped her wine. Gat retook his seat, waiting for anything to be said.

"Well?"

Aisha's eyebrows went up when she put the glass down. "Hmm?"

"What did he say?"

"He isn't speaking to you and he won't until you agree to turn the cloth."

Gat and Kyouki both looked confused. Ky's face twisted, scowling and thought. The time it took the two of them to converse, that was the message he left? There had to be more to it. Ky went to say something before Ish told her to eat. Kyouki had no appetite. She wanted to know what they said, to know why her uncle came all the way to the resort to just talk to Aisha, leaving her with a cryptic message.

It had been a long day, and now she needed to lie down to rest.


As the three lay around watching a movie, Johnny wanted to know what Ky spoke with Jyunichi about. All he could get was. "He wouldn't tell me."

'Turn the cloth? What cloth? I know to turn the collar, but I'm no geisha.' He still was refusing her calls. The sudden abandonment felt cold. She would deal with it on Tuesday when they returned to town.


Monday. The hellish day that all calls came in, there were attacks springing up. From Saints being chased on foot, with trucks, at the warehouse and even the properties they had taken from the Samedi. Frigging Dane calling too. Everything was a distraction. If Gat or Aisha went to point something out, she was not with them, feet away on the phone, or holding a conversation with whoever needed her.

"No, don't engage. Go have them file a complaint. Yeah. Yup. No, just go to the gotdamn station! Thank you! Jesus."

Another ring.

"Oh, for fuck's sake! No, get out of the area, do not shoot them."

On their last day, sightseeing was not to be had.


~Emergency meeting on Tuesday.~

Spotting Shaundi heading to the bar in Purgatory, she asked where Pierce was at. Waiting for her lone lieutenant once all in place, she began. She recalled her orders to not engage with the Brotherhood.

"I'm going to the station. I need them locked up. The more we bring them down, the worse they will look. Let them think we are scared."

"What?!" came from the group. Objections about seeming weak came from the five others in the office. Kyouki nodded she assured them it was a tactic alone.

"The minor victory he feels with blowing the garage, he can think that." She dismissed them with the instruction, now she needed to hit up the police station.


Donnie sat in his office, his jaw and ribs sore. The same night, sometime around midnight, there was a knock on his apartment door. He was dragged out and beaten. Jessica's car. The whole undercarriage, interior ruined whatever Ky had set off in it, and would need a few months' worths of work.

Any money that he was to be paid was going for parts to her car. He had no choice; it was that or his ass was sure as dead. Would have been dead if it was for a couple of people coming to his aid.

"Damn. This shit will take forever." He clicked away at his keyboard, looking for parts. He may have to find some parts in the junkyard. "Let's see…" he was looking over the list he had written the parts needed.

A knock on the office door elevated his heart rate, a deep breath he told the visitor to come in. Someone black guy he never met before, followed by a Hispanic, who looked tough, and who he knew, but just couldn't remember his name.

"Can I help you?" Donnie asked.

A smile on one man's lips nodded. "You fixing that car, yeah? Need parts, don't you?"

It was suspected that these two men knew what he was doing, what he needed. Looking between them both. Unsure he should answer. Swallowing hard, he took a deep breath, pretending to be unfazed. "Yeah."

"Good. Let's go."

"Huh?"

"We'll talk in the truck." The Hispanic said.

Getting up, Donnie limped a bit to the door. "You good?"

Donnie nodded quickly. "Yeah, slipped down the stairs."

Once in the truck, they headed to the furthest junkyard at the edge of the city. The junkyard was the largest one around. It also had a car lot that was for part stripping. On the way the way, Donnie learned their names: Bobby and Ramon. Then Donnie panicked. This is the owner of the rival garage. He felt stupid for blindly following, but now it was too late. He was too sore to jump without risking further injury.

'They could have killed you in the office if they wanted. Just chillax.' Last thing Donnie wanted was to piss off another person. Scratch that. Someone who could crush him like a bug.


"How's this car?"

"It looks good, but will Manuel like it?"

Kyouki rolled her eyes. "Get over him. I told you, we do this. He will come to you."

"Hey Cuz."

Ky turned around, greeting her cousin and Ramon, seeing Donnie limping slowly to them. Her eyebrow went up. Donnie also paused. "Could my luck get any worse?" He called to the heavens.

"You are complaining? Some of us don't get to complain."

"After you had me blow those trucks, I was nearly choked to death!"

"Still alive."

"Then I was drug from my bed and beaten!"

"Also, still very much alive. So you got a few lumps. Look, you can guess where the matching one is?" As cold as it was, she showed the wound on her stomach, the discolored skin that was slowly fading.

"Yeah." He mumbled. The others looked on and Ramon shook his head. "What do you want with me now?"

Ky looked him over. He looked awful, and his demeanor irritated her. "Nothing, old man. Find a car to replace Jessica's. God, I'm hating that name every time I say it."

Bobby and Ramon chuckled, Donnie smirked before questioning. "Old man?" Donnie asked, confused.

Kyouki and the others were already off car hunting. Cars they needed to pick out, along with parts. Still, repairs were on Ramon's garage, and Ky needed to get Manuel on their side.

Kyouki saw Donnie looking over the cars and he just looked small, even smaller than he should be. If it hadn't been for Lin, she wouldn't have bothered to look out for him.

"Hey, Donnie?" Ky called him across the lot.

He looked up as she crooked a finger and waited for him. Ramon and Bobby were loading cars onto the car truck.

"Yeah?"

Ky pointed to a car that looked like the one she ruined. What she wanted to say, she couldn't. Maybe she will tell the fourth-best mechanic in Stilwater later.

"We good? Less roll out!"


Once Ramon and Kyouki were in the garage next to the Saint's HQ, Ramon needed to know what was going on. He didn't mind having to deal with the Brotherhood himself. He was more worried for his brother. Now he was considering the sanity of the beloved leader. So many times he wanted to just punch Donnie. He wanted to punch him for the Rollerz, wanted to punch him for Ky and Lin. He knew Donnie. They worked on cars, did a few cars together out of their sheer love of cars. But they were also on opposite sides. Ramon was never one to be as hot-headed as Gat, but even he has his limits. "Jefa, did you talk to Troy?"

"I did. I don't think he will like me pulling and B&E but I had no choice. He was out, and I left a note. I should hear from him later."

"So what about Donnie? You don't trust him, do you?"

"Not a matter of trust," Ky said.

"Then? You plan on bringin' him in? I mean, he ran with the Rollerz, now Maero's crew. And they blew up the garage."

"I know, but I have a soft spot for people like him."

"You can't be serious. That means you have a soft spot for all the people you took out."

"Ho.. now… Pump ya brakes. No. It's not like that. I mean, look at him. Ya know, Lin used to tell me about how defensive Joey was. Now that I think about it more. Listen. Donnie is inadvertently helping us. He is just on the wrong side. He always will be unless it's fixed. Can I get you an extra set of hands that don't know they are going to be?"

Ramon nodded.

Ky had set Bobby on guard duty for Donnie, just to keep an eye on him. She will use Donnie for any information he overhears about the Brotherhood. Because truck parts aren't cheap. They had to be working with some others who were funding.

Jessica, she needed to look into her further. As she sat looking at the cars that Ramon had to fix up for her soon-to-be contact, she sent out a text to Shaundi about the girlfriend of Maero.