I want to tell him to hide, to run. But we’re in a trailer. There’s nowhere to go.
To my surprise, Ronan throws open the door.
The biker’s head snaps up, and his eyes meet Ronan’s.
My heart’s in my mouth. I’m not sure what’s going to happen as these two giant men stare each other down.
Ronan moves first. He steps out of the caravan slowly. The biker steps forward to meet him.
They eye each other warily.
Then they throw open their arms and embrace.