Forty-seven bikers committed grand theft auto three days before Christmas, hijacking three semi-trucks to stop a corrupt organization from selling gifts meant for forgotten orphans.
“The toys aren’t coming,” Maria choked out, sobbing so hard she could barely catch her breath over the phone.
My stomach completely dropped. I gripped the receiver, demanding to know what she meant.
We had …
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