"She's right, Snake. You don't have a play here. I've got twenty men around you or inside, and we have your Club members and their families. Michael, your men here are dead, the rest are still in Chicago. Don't be stupid, do what you're told and they all get to live."

My father looked around, then at me. "I'm sorry, baby." He took my arm, leading me over to Alpha Keith. "Keep her safe," he said.

"I will. Now go inside, and my men will come out." The men parted, allowing Michael and his guards to go inside. I watched as my father walked in, his shoulders slumped. The Alpha...