Chapter 589

　　I sighed. "And it was all going so well."

　　"Well then, how about we toast to Cutter?" Daisy replied, raising her shot.

　　"To Cutter," Clutch said. "The sweetest mean old bastard you'd ever want to ride with."

　　"To Cutter," we said in unison, clinking our glasses together.

　　"Speaking of riding,"...