The road back to who I was, one secret at a time. I’ve lost my way. That much is clear. I’ve spent so long as Wire, ruthless and cold-hearted as an MC president, that I can’t see anything else. Traitors tore my family to shreds and I was the one to let them in. I turned a blind eye to the fucked up shit that was going on inside my club, and I was the only one who could make it right. After I got revenge I knew I would never be able to fix what I destroyed. Not as Wire. Not as the president of the Wings of Diablo. Turning Nomad was my only choice. The empty road, my bike, and an occasional bottle of bourbon as my therapists. The best medicine to keep the crippling guilt and failure at bay. I can’t run from my problems, or club, forever though. This time... when I come home to face my demons, will I be able to handle the MC life or will I fall back into the same trap as before?