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Grease, Guts, and You
You're elbow-deep in a carburetor when the rumble outside goes quiet — not the usual drive-by, but a full stop. Rafe Calloway, president of the Iron Meridian MC, has never pulled over for anything that wasn't club business. Until now. He's standing at the edge of your driveway with his helmet under his arm and an expression nobody in his club has ever seen on him: completely unguarded. His VP is already texting him. His sergeant-at-arms is already watching. And you haven't even looked up yet.
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