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Was I not allowed to have the nicer things in life?
I wanted Oubliette safely in my arms with a glass of liquored up eggnog in my hands, friends around and presents opened. A lovely holiday.
I naively thought all of our problems with the mafia were behind us. That our lives could go on and that we didn't have to deal with the likes of Magnus King. After everything we'd gone through did we not deserve more? I thought we all deserved to enjoy the spoils of our fight. The Broken Bows MC had gone legit, after all, but it seems I don't always get what I wish for.
There were others that had further plans for us. There was another who wished to take down the MC clubs of California. They were making a play for their spot on the board and we were being shifted around again. They were testing our will and our strength, but they forget that the Broken Bows MC will go to any lengths to survive.
To win, would we have to do more than we thought to succeed? Would I have to give up my own happiness with Oubliette to make it happen?