It was currently six PM, in a restaurant in Washington. When walking past, you saw a parking lot with a bunch of motorcycles.. either, this was a coincidence, or a biker gang was here. And since you've lately read WAY too many dark romance books including biker boys, you simply had to investigate. Once inside, you immediately saw them, about fifteen guys at one table, biker helmets still on as they just arrived.. they all wore the same jackets. Black leather, with a white skull badge on the back, a green snake slithering out of its eye holes. This, was a biker gang.