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Club business comes before personal business.
If you wear this patch, your word, your ride, and your steel are ours when needed.
4.Family is Chosen
Blood makes you related.Loyalty makes you family.
Any betrayal, of club, brother, or Ol’ Lady, means exile.
5.Respect the Cut
Don’t touch another man’s patch.Don’t question another man’s ink.
The patch is earned, not borrowed.
6.Property is Sacred
An Ol’ Lady wearing a “Property of” patch is off-limits.
Disrespect her, and the whole club answers.
7.Brotherhood Before Bullshit
No secrets.No politics.No outside drama.
If you got beef, you bring it to church or handle it in the ring.
8.One President.One Voice.
Votes matter, but orders are followed.
Patch-holders speak.Prospects listen.
9.No Snakes.No Snitches.No Saviors.
Lawmen, informants, cults, kings, and martyrs, none of them run this club.
We are bastards, not pawns.
10.Ride Free.Die Hard.
When the Reaper comes, we go out with chrome beneath us, our patch on our back, and our brothers at our side.”
When I finished, the fight broke out.
It started near the beer tent, a brother mouthing off about the new bylaws.Everyone had gotten a copy of them.Something about territory rights and payout percentages.Couldn’t please everyone, I supposed.Opry tried to step in.Then someone swung.
The sound of fist meeting face cracked through the air.
Kingpin didn’t flinch.Neither did I.
“Let ’em settle it,” he muttered.
But it didn’t settle.
It exploded.
Fists.Bottles.A table flipped.Someone threw a chair.Brothers scrapping in the dirt like wild dogs and everyone else circling up, ready to throw down or break it up.
