The diner went silent when a little boy in a dinosaur shirt walked up to our table of fifteen leather-clad bikers. With shaking hands, he laid down seven crumpled dollars and whispered, “Can you help me with my stepdad?” His mother was still in the bathroom, unaware of the weight her son had just dropped into the room.Big Mike, our club president, knelt beside him. “What’s your name, buddy?” “Tyler,” he said, tugging his collar to reveal faint purple marks. “He said if I tell anyone, he’ll hurt Mom worse. But you’re bikers—you can protect her.” When his mother returned, the panic in her eyes and the bruises on her wrist confirmed everything. Mike invited them to sit with us.
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