Roughhouse's Rampage

She told him to grab a mop. He never left the causeway.

Shelby Oakes has been behind the counter of her fathers bait shop since before she could drive. She runs it solo now — four-thirty openings, charter captains at dawn, callused hands and zero patience for men who think she needs saving. Then three men overturn her bait well at closing, and a grinning biker with two missing knuckles picks up a mop without being asked.

He didnt ask permission. He never does.

Roughhouse hasnt protected anything outside the club since the summer he lost his sister. The brotherhood comes first. The causeway comes first. But when he finds a plain-spoken woman mopping dead bait off her shop floor with iron in her spine and salt water in her blood, something locks into place. Shes his. She just doesnt know it yet.

They destroyed her shop. Hell destroy their operation.

Marco Salinas has been pushing a protection racket down the causeway, and Shelbys shop is the anchor of the strip — if she pays, everyone pays. Now hes made the mistake of targeting a woman the Daytona Raiders enforcer has claimed as his own — and Roughhouse settles every debt with his fists. As the violence escalates and Shelby is pulled deeper into the MC world, she discovers that the most dangerous thing on the Ponce Inlet causeway isnt the men trying to tax what her father built.

Its the grinning man wholl beat them all bloody to keep her.