**Authors Notice- This chapter mostly revolves around Hutch and reveals some other info that will be important later in the story**
I couldn't believe that Winston was actually allowing Blackjack to stay here. He knew too damn well my beef with the likes of outsiders, and here he was welcoming him. Winston was like a father to me, ever since my dad died he had taken me in like a son and treated me no different than he did Kate o Lilly. But this, it probably would have hurt less if he would have sunk his claws into my back.
What was worse, was that he didn't even have the decency...