Biker
I spent twelve years in a fog, a ghost in my own skin. I forgot my name, my past, and the woman I loved. But worst of all? I forgot I had a son. Now, my memory is back, and I’ve found him—living in a golden cage with a monster who calls himself a father. I might be dying, but I’m going to make sure that man never lays a finger on my boy again. This isn’t a comeback. It’s a reckoning.
CHAPTER 1: THE TOY IN THE WINDOW The fog is a living thing. It’s a thick, gray wool…