The prosecutor let the words hang for a moment. And you'd interpreted that as a threat on your life. Yes. Thank you, Mr. Hayes.
No further questions. It was over in 40 minutes. The jury deliberated for less than 10, then returned a true bill. Dalton was formally indicted on all charges.
Linda was waiting outside. Perfect. You were perfect. Clear, credible, unshakable. I was terrified.
Didn't show. That's what matters. She checked her phone. Trial set for 6 weeks from now. We'll do more prep closer to the date.
But for now, you can breathe a little. Caleb texted Arthur. It's done. They indicted. Told you.
You're a natural. Drinks tonight to celebrate. Wrath won't let me go to a bar. Then we'll bring the bar to you. See you at 7:00.
They showed up with enough beer and whiskey to stock a liquor store. Tiny, Arthur, Clutch, and a dozen other bikers crammed into Caleb's small apartment, turning it into an impromptu party. To Caleb, Clutch raised his beer. Who proved that doing the right thing still means something in this messed-up world. Here, here.
The room erupted in agreement. Caleb felt his throat tighten with emotion. These men, outlaws, rebels, people society looked at with suspicion, had protected him, supported him, treated him like family. And all because he'd stopped to help someone. I just did what anyone should have done.
He said quietly. But most people don't. Arthur said. That's what makes you different. That's what makes you one of us.
Later, after most of the guys had left and only Tiny and Arthur remained, Caleb asked the question that had been nagging him. What happens after the trial? When Dalton goes to prison and this is all over? You live your life. Arthur said simply.
You build bikes, maybe find a girl, buy a house, have some kids. You know, normal stuff. And you guys? We'll still be here. Still riding, still looking out for each other.
Arthur smiled. And you'll be part of that. You want to ride with us, you ride. You need help moving furniture, we show up. Your kid has a school play, we're in the audience.
That's what family does. Even though I'm not a patch member, you're an honorary brother. That's just as real. Tiny stood stretching. Now, I got to head out.
Work in the morning, but Caleb, he gripped his shoulder, you did good, real good.