Ripper
I stared through the binoculars at the Jackals clubhouse. This clubhouse wasn't dissimilar to ours. A long, wide rectangular brick building with a half slanted metal roof. The two differences were, an iron slatted fence all around it, with a huge iron automatic gate on wheels and a basement. If I had to guess, they were keeping Cassie in the basement. I seethed knowing what they were doing to her. We had gotten a video of her being tortured about an hour ago. My angel was so strong in the video. I was also worried about what they were doing to her off camera. Were they touching her s*xually? She was naked in the video, some of the guys cursed at that fact alone and I knew why they were. We may be a 1% MC but we didn't torture, r*pe or sell women. It was our number 1 rul
