Capp was dressed down in a pair of gray Essentials sweatpants, wheat timberland boots, white tank top, and his Inferno Gods biker vest on. Capone was walking beside him with a bullet proof vest on, jeans, and a pair of black timberlands. It was like the room slowed down as both of them, side by side, walked through the club. Shit, I knew they were fine on their own, but together I wanted to be a fucking conductor so I could run the train that they would run on me.
