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2024-10-29 19:42:56If he was talking to a customer, the chances were he would never have heard the breaking news on the radio. But Braxton was alone in his garage working on his motorcycle when it came through loud and clear.
"The Aces and Eights motorcycle club appeared to have been attacked while sleeping at the clubrooms early this morning. Witnesses say that growling could be heard within the bar, but it wasn't considered unusual given the club's nature. One man was taken to Memorial hospital, and we understand that he later died from his injuries. There were no other known survivors. We can now reveal the deceased man was the club president William 'Wild Bill" Carter, aged 57. He is survived by one daughter that we have been unable to interview. Still, reports tell us she was last seen arriving at local businessman Connor Salvatore's home shortly after leaving the hospital."
There was a loud roaring coming from somewhere, but Braxton couldn't identify where, while his wolf
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