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Leaving him to make his calls, the three of us get the fuck out of the club and cross the street, making our way to the parking garage where our bikes and Bianci are. We hit another fucking bathroom and change back into our street clothes before we straddle our chrome horses and head back to Staten Island.

With the ball in motion, Wolf calls Scout and instructs him to get on the first flight to New York. We check in with our guys staking out the locations in the ledgers and plot how we’re going to take down the Ice Riders.

By the time Wolf is satisfied with everything we’ve ironed out, the sun is up. He orders us all to spend the remaining hours at Kate’s with the ones we love and sends Nico to grab Scout from the airport. When he arrives, we all head back into the chapel and brief him on everything. I put in a call to Schwartz only to learn he couldn’t get in touch with the warden. However, our hotshot lawyer did manage to come through with our pal Ritzer.

Again, the clock starts to tick.

The minutes run out.

It’s time to ride.

One.

Last.

Time.

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