I study criminal organizations.
Falling for one was never part of the research.
Never mind three!
I came home for my father’s funeral. I should’ve left before the bikers noticed me.
Instead, Bishop claimed my attention.
Colt challenged my every decision.
Diego watched me like he already knew how this would end.
As a criminologist, I know exactly how organizations like the Santos MC operate.
What I don’t understand is why my father’s death sits at the center of a conspiracy no one wants me to uncover.
Or why the three men standing in my way are becoming the only people I trust.
This was supposed to be research.
The problem is…
I’m falling for all three of them.
