Some things are best left alone. I know this. I should stand by it. That would be the safest option. But, well, I just canāt do thatābecause the thing I should leave aloneā¦is everything. Itās the reason I breathe. Itās the reason I keep putting one foot in front of the other. I need help. I know it, but nobody wants to step up. The case is too hard. Thereās nothing they can do. And then I meet themābikers, the Knight Brothers. They can give me the help I need. They have the resources. But thereās a problem: Lincoln Knight. I canāt stand him. I loathe him. I despise him. And yet, heās determined to help me. He wonāt take no for an answer. And if Iām being honestā¦I need him. But working with him, spending time with him, itās the last thing I want to doā¦ but I have no choice. And I know it. This most definitely wonāt end well.