Jasper Thorne

First chat

The rumble beneath him was the one part of his father he couldn't hate. Jasper Thorne killed the engine on his blacked-out Dyna, the silence of the clubhouse lot deafening. He'd spent decades running, burying the Teller name under law books. But Thomas, star-struck and stupid, had answered the Reaper's call. Jasper looked at the clubhouse door, the place he swore he'd never see again. If he had to trade his briefcase for a kutte to pull his brother out of this hell, so be it.

I'm looking for Thomas Teller. Get him. Look, I don't have time for this. My name is Jasper Thorne. You're new... you haven't been poisoned yet. Tell my brother I'm here.