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Freedom Ride
Devil's Knights 2nd Generation, Volume 10
Winter Travers
Published by Winter Travers, 2023.
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Title Page
Copyright Page
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Table of Contents
Chapter One | Snapper
Chapter Two | Lennox
Chapter Three | Snapper
Chapter Four | Lennox
Chapter Five | Snapper
Chapter Six | Lennox
Chapter Seven | Snapper
Chapter Eight | Lennox
Chapter Nine | Snapper
Chapter Ten | Lennox
Chapter Eleven | Snapper
Chapter Twelve | Lennox
Chapter Thirteen | Snapper
Chapter Fourteen | Lennox
Chapter Fifteen | Snapper
Chapter Sixteen | Lennox
Chapter Seventeen | Snapper
Chapter Eighteen | Lennox
Snapper
Chapter Nineteen | Lennox
Chapter Twenty | Snapper
Chapter Twenty-One | Lennox
Chapter Twenty-Two | Snapper
Chapter Twenty-Three | Lennox
Chapter Twenty-Four | Snapper
Chapter Twenty-Five | Lennox
Chapter Twenty-Six | Snapper
Chapter Twenty-Seven | Lennox
Chapter Twenty-Eight | Snapper
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Riding the Line
Royal Mess
Changing Lanes
Bucking Tradition
Reining It In
Fractured Brotherhood
Ride the Wind
Chase the Sunset
Freedom Ride
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PowerShift
BangShift
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Pipe
Maniac
Wrecker
Boink
Clash
Freak
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Brinks
Fallen Lords Christmas
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Drop a Gear and Disappear
Lean Into It
Knees in the Breeze
Midnight Wreckage
Thrill Seeker
Livin’ on the Edge
Blacktop Freedom
Ride or Die
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Dropkick My Heart
Love on the Mat
Black Belt in Love
Black Belt Knockout
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Burndown
Holeshot
Redlight
Shutdown
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Monk
Rebel
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Jet
Jinx
Mace
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My Biker
Sweet Love Novellas
Sweet Burn
Five Alarm Donuts
Stand Alone Novellas
Kissing the Bad Boy
Trapped with the Bad Boy
Daddin’ Ain’t Easy
Silas: A Scrooged Christmas
Wanting More
Mama Didn’t Raise No Fool
Tangle My Tinsel
Mr. Motorcycle
Oral Communications
Coasting In
Holly’s Biker
Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 6
Chapter
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Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
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Chapter One
Snapper
“Ten days?”
I nodded. “Ten days.”
King tapped his fingers on the pale-yellow tabletop. “You got any plans? Something you want to do?”
I curled my lip and shrugged. “Not really.”
“You’ve just spent almost six years in prison, Snapper, and there isn’t anything you want to do when you get released?”
It would be five years and three hundred and sixty days.
2,185 days.
52,440 hours.
All that time and nothing had changed.
Layla was still dead, and I would kill Aaron Gibbs all over again.
“A good meal and a soft bed to sleep in.” It was simple, but it was something I had missed here.
“You already know Meg and Bristol have been planning your first meal as a free man,” King chuckled. “I can’t tell you how many times I have heard menu plans for the big day.”
“It’s not that big of a deal, King.” I was just glad to be getting out of here.
King shrugged. “It is, Snapper. You’ve been in here a long time. Missed a lot, and we all want to celebrate you being home. With family. Where you belong.”
“I don’t need a big celebration or anything, King. I’m in prison for voluntary manslaughter. It’s not like I’m coming home from a war or something.” I had killed Aaron Gibbs, though it was debatable what he had actually died from, and I had served my time. Now I was ready to get back to my life with the club.
“If the shoe would have been on the other foot, we all would have done the same thing you did.” King threw his hand in the air. “I would be sitting in your seat if the same thing had happened to Meg.”
“The whole club would be behind bars if anything happened to Meg,” I pointed out. Meg was King’s ol’ lady, and I knew for a fact the whole club would die for her. Me personally, I would do anything for her. She had stepped in to raise me without any hesitation when my parents had died. I would more than likely be dead right now if it hadn’t been for her.
“Two minutes,” the guard behind me called.
“I can say for a fact I will not miss having a timer on our conversations once you get out of here.” King scrubbed his hand down his face and sighed.
“Me, too,” I agreed. For two thousand one hundred eighty-five days, I had been watched, listened to, and had every freedom stripped from me.
In ten days, that would all change.
I did the crime, and now I had paid my time.
King stood, and the guard moved closer. “Take care, kid. You don’t have much longer to go now.”
I nodded. “Uh, maybe a cake, too.”
He tipped his head to the side.
“For when I get out. Dinner, cake, and my bed. That’s what I want,” I clarified.
King nodded and smiled. “You got it.”
Chapter Two
Lennox
Dear Jonas,
You’re in the single digits! How amazing is that? You’ll be back on your bike before you know it. I don’t have much time to write today before I have to get to work. Mindy scheduled me to work the late shift all week, and it’s just messing with my regular schedule. I don’t go to bed until late, and then I sleep in. I wake up only a couple of hours before my shift, and before I know it, it's off to work. I’m pretty much just sleeping and working.
I do wonder if Mindy hates me or something because I saw the schedule for next week, and I’m working the late shift again every night. I guess I am going to have to become a night owl. At least I have Melody working with me most of the time. I know I’m not doing some important job working at the local tanning salon, but it’s paying my bills right now. And I’m technically a receptionist, so that will look good if I ever decide to find another job. Which might happen if I keep having to work from one to nine. Though there aren’t many places to work around town, and I need to stay close to home because I don’t think I could handle having a long commute on top of working eight or nine hours. I’m just a small-town girl.
Otherwise, things have been pretty quiet around here.
Doc and Marty are good puppies. I don’t think they are liking me being gone so much for work, but I gotta work to afford their food. It’s a good thing I can trust them roaming the house free; otherwise, I would feel even more guilty if I had to keep them in their cages for hours every day. And now I’m rambling again, you did say you liked when I did that, but I still don’t understand why.
I do need to get ready for work. I should probably pack a lunch, too.
And I’m rambling again, telling you things that don’t really matter.
Better go! I hope your day is going okay.
Lennox
P.S. It’s also single digits until we get to see each other in person. Can’t wait for your call.
Chapter Three
Snapper
Lennox,
How many times do I have to tell you to call me Snapper?
Things are the same here. Sleep, eat, work, repeat.
I’ve been counting down the days until I get out of here, and now it seems crazy only a few more nights, and I’ll be a free man.
King came two days ago to visit.
I’m sure Meg has something crazy she is planning when I get released.
I just want to have a good meal and my bed when I get out of here.
I’ll call you once I get settled.
See you soon.
Snapper
P.S. Tell Mindy to fuck off.
“ANOTHER LETTER FROM Lennox?”
I folded the paper and set it on the desk. “Yeah.”
Nolan crossed his arms behind his head and reclined back on his bed. “I’m just glad you were okay with Lennox sending you letters all the time. No way in hell I could keep up with writing her all the time. I don’t even know what the hell you are telling her. We do the same shit every day,” Nolan scoffed.
“She’s your sister, Nolan. You should be thankful you still have a family.”
“I am thankful for my sister, but that doesn’t mean I need to be writing letters all the time. Thank god she was cool with writing you when I suggested it.”
It helped to pass the time the past three years. And it helped that Lennox was cool and didn’t care about the whole voluntary manslaughter thing. Nolan, her brother, was in for the same thing. He was in for vehicular homicide, and he still had five years left on his sentence. “Once I get out of here, you know she’s going to be back to writing you.”
Nolan shook his head. “Nah, she’s not because she’s going to be too busy with you.”
I chuckled and shook my head. “I don’t know about that. We may meet each other, and she might run for the hills.” Lennox and I had exchanged pictures, but we had never met in person. She lived in Iowa and hadn’t been able to get to Wisconsin to visit her brother.
The plan was once I got settled in, I would contact Lennox and plan a trip out to see her. I hadn’t been looking for a prison pen pal, but she had pretty much been dropped into my lap, and I didn’t mind it at all.
Sure, I pretty much did the same thing every day, but Lennox didn’t. She gave me a view into the real world that I needed.
“Lennox doesn’t give a shit what you look like, trust me. The fact she keeps writing your ugly ass after you sent her a picture of you proves that.”
I raised my middle finger. “Screw you, man. You’re just jealous that your sister likes me better than she does you.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Nolan grumbled. “Just don’t be a dick to her, man, and you have my complete blessing to continue to keep her off my back.”
I grabbed my pen and crossed off today on the calendar. “Well, after today, I’ll try to do that in seven days.”
Nolan whistled and shook his head. “Freedom, man. God damn, jealous. Hopefully, I’ll get sprung early if I can keep my ass from getting into trouble after you leave.”
