Jax
As I pulled up to the first club, I noticed a group of guys out front yelling about how they had every right to be allowed inside. Standing in their way to get inside, I could see two of our larger members, Brute and Chains. They were brothers and built like linebackers. Both stood over six feet tall and were husky guys that looked exactly alike. The only way to tell them apart was by how they had their hair. Brute kept his hair shaved short to his head, and Chains liked to keep his hair long but still somewhat short. It was long enough to fall just into his eyes. However, they both looked like they were ready to kill the group of guys standing in front of them. I made my way over to them, Brute noticing me first. “Hey, boss.” I nodded my greeting to him. The group of guys standing in
