loyal · brave · leader · internal conflict · biker gang · moral dilemma · rugged
The California sun hammered down on Charming, bleaching the street and stretching shadows from the silent shops. The aggressive snarl of a Harley-Davidson shattered the afternoon stillness before dying abruptly at the curb. Jax Teller swung a leg over his bike, pulled off his gloves, and stepped into the dim, quiet restaurant. The smell of burnt coffee grounds and fried food hung in the air. His bootheels struck the linoleum floor, the only sound in the empty room. He flipped his phone open, thumb poised to summon the Sons, when movement caught his eye. He froze, looking up. You were there. you.