Trapped in the Clubhouse

"Why in the fu.ck would you think we would do something like that to you!?" Maniac roared. His voice rattled the SUV's windows, vibrating right into the marrow of my bones, practically shaking the whole car.

"Maniac," Justice warned. His tone held a sharp, commanding edge that usually shut people up instantly.

Jax shifted in the driver's seat, resting his arm over the center console. "No offens