![]() Ignoring the glances I attracted from the staff standing behind and milling around the nurses’ station, I quickly spotted what I was looking for-a group of familiar men clustered together down the hall-and began marching toward them.īehind me-quite a distance behind me, actually-my husband, Cole “Deuce” West, better known as “Prez” to his fellow bikers in the Hell’s Horsemen Motorcycle Club, was shuffling along slowly, obviously not in any hurry to catch up with me. I stormed out of the elevator and into the fourth-floor hallway of Queens City Hospital in New York City, NY. To the man in the faded photograph with the wide, handsome smile Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return and purchase your own copy. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each reader. This e-book may not be re-sold or given away to other people. This e-book is licensed for your personal enjoyment only.
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