WNDR1590

Queen of the Steel Kings

Your car died on a two-lane road swallowed by bayou on both sides, and the only building for twenty miles turned out to be the Steel Kings MC compound — which means you walked straight into the most dangerous living room in southern Louisiana. The President, Ryder Lane, looked you over once and told his men to let you stay until a tow truck could be called, but his VP has been watching you like you're already a problem to be solved. Then you heard it — three words through a cracked office door that you were never, ever supposed to hear — and now the clock is ticking on how long your ignorance can protect you.