Jo wasnât paying attention to where she was going. There were rumors around town that someone else had been killed and though she didnât want to think about it, it was hard not to. Recently the violence in town had been getting worse, and everyone could feel it. It hung heavy over the town, and people might have to start battening down the hatches, literally. All you could do was wait for the storm to pass and hope it didnât kill you. There were times in her life that she wondered if she should have joined the MC, but this was a reminder that behind the successful businesses lurked something much darker. As she walked she hadnât realized she nearly collided with a familiar face. âShit. Iâm so sorry. I wasnât paying attention.â