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We were having church

The bikes were all lined up The wet dirt and glea with the prospects for the past couple of hours

A tired sed at s back to nor pointless busy work on the new ones Even if two of those new ones were ot no special treated even more than any other prospective members did

Which was just as well Fallon needed so up It built character to scrub the toilet with a toothbrush and wash and rewash twenty-so bikes multiple times a day

If I knew the prospects—and I did seeing as they all grew up in the club, save for two—then I kne they were handling it

Fallon was cursing under his breath, but doing his da was done perfectly The oldest son of the president had a lot to prove

Finn was doing the bare ed on hi out any job that involved being outside All of theether in the barracks-style bedrooet away fro to tolerate one another's bullshit

They'd been raised as siblings, as cousins, but beco brothers in this way required more of them

They were learning the toll that took on them

"Yo, you," I called to Brooks—one of the two non-legacy prospects—a kid all of nineteen with dark skin, light brown eyes, and the build of a high school linebacker Finn had brought him around to one of the barbecues And after a couple weeks of listening to ood addition to the club, I let him join the prospects

He was humbler than Fallon, a better worker than Finn, and ht He was a balance they needed Sory, but more hardened by life, so to do with legacy

"Yeah, Pres?" he asked, jogging over

"I need you to round up the other prospects Then I need you all to check every inch of the peri yard It would keep the by the s at Brooks's lips, he knew that as well, and was looking forward to being the one to give the bad news to the others

"Got it, Pres"

"Oh, and tellmy own lips curve up

"Which one?"

"Whichever one wants to prove himself more today"

They'd fight over it Fallon and Finn While Fallon was the ry for approval from me