Brian Hatcher has a lot of nerve, I thought I'd never see his face again.
He left the police force to join the Iron Tornadoes, the very gang my brother was investigating.
I hate him.
I should hate him.
I want to hate him.
He has turned his back on everything he used to stand for.
Yet I want him, even though he's turned into a stone cold biker.
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