The Price of a Biker's Betrayal

ER nurse Sarah Jacobs buried her brother on a Tuesday. On the one-year anniversary, in a bathroom line at the clubhouse, she learns what the whole valley already knows: while she was drowning in grief, her husband, president of the Furnace Saints MC, was in another woman's bed.

She walks out with nothing of his but the last name. She plans to keep walking, all the way to a new life in Columbus. Then she opens the accident file her mother could never read, and her brother's wreck stops looking like a wreck.

The injuries are on the wrong side. A line about gray paint appears once in the report, then vanishes. And the only man alive who loved Danny enough to help her drag the truth into daylight is the man who taught her what a lie feels like.

Mason Gray knows exactly what he owes. He's sober, he's done with excuses, and he'll pay whatever the truth costs. His patch. His father's yard. His seat at the head of the table. Even the one price a possessive man never pays: opening his hand and letting her go.

Because someone inside the club has been lying longer than he has. Someone patient. Someone with a razor blade and a steady hand. And the closer Sarah gets to her brother's killer, the clearer it becomes that the affair was never the biggest betrayal in Braxton Mills.