Prologue

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"Can you state your name for the record?" ATF Agent Dally flipped open my file, and began to look through it.

With my arms crossed, I sighed. "Keegan Teller."

After Dally looked through my file for a brief minuet, he looked up at me. "Your biological father was Jackson Teller, SAMCRO's former president. Is this correct?"

"Yes, it is." I nodded.

"And when he committed suicide, he left behind you and your mother. Your mother, Alexandra, remarried SAMCRO's VP, Alexander 'Tig' Trager. He became your father; raised you like one of his own."

I sighed out of boredom. "Why am I here, Agent Dally?"

"ATF has been trying to take down the Sons of Anarchy for a long time. Way before you were born." He began. "You're close to graduating high school, about a few months out. What would colleges think when they find out about your family's history, and your involvement with a convicted felon?"

With my blood boiling, I bit my tongue. "I'm a lot of things, Agent Dally, but I'm definitely not a rat. We're done here."

I stood up, and banged on the door, demanding to be let out. "It's alright, let her out. I'll get her back in here later." He winked. I shot him a disgusted stare, then stormed out of the questioning room.

"What'd he say?" Mom asked as she walked out with me.

I shook my head. "I know I'm not member, but I need a full table. We need to talk."

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