Che by Jessica Gadziala

It was starting to seem like we would never get a break.
We just needed a little peace, some time to add new members, build our club up, so we could take on whatever threats were coming our way.
How could we have known that a new threat would be coming hot on the heels of someone I hadn’t seen in nearly a decade, someone who was back to call in a marker, someone who was in trouble. And, perhaps, someone I wanted to keep in my present, and my future.