The driver of the black pickup rolled down his window, spitting out a wad of tobacco onto the dusty ground[cite: 1].
Truck Driver: What's the hold-up here? We just need to grab some fuel.
Jax: You picked the wrong gas station to refuel at today, friend.
Truck Driver: I don't want no trouble with you clubs. We're just passing through.
Jax: Is that right? What's that hitched to the back of your truck?
The driver glanced nervously in his side mirror at the silver travel trailer attached to his hitch.
Truck Driver: This? It's mine. Bought it off a guy down the road.
Maya: That's a lie! That's my home! All my clothes and toys are inside!
The passenger in the truck leaned out the window, pointing a finger toward Maya.
Truck Passenger: Keep that kid quiet! She doesn't know what she's talking about!
Jax: Watch your tone when you speak to her.
Truck Driver: Look, biker, this ain't your business. Step aside.
Jax: Everything on this highway is my business when a child is involved.
Jax gestured with his hand, and twenty bikers immediately stepped into a tight circle around the truck.
The metallic sound of kickstands dropping and heavy boots advancing filled the silence of the desert[cite: 1].
Truck Driver: You can't touch us! We'll call the sheriff!
Bear: Go ahead and call him. Sheriff Miller is Jax's older brother.
The driver's face turned pale as he looked around at the wall of leather jackets surrounding his truck.
Jax: Step out of the vehicle. Right now.
Truck Passenger: We didn't hurt nobody! The guy sold it to us for cash!
Maya: You pushed my daddy down! He was bleeding!
Jax: You hear that? You hurt a father in front of his child for a travel trailer?
Truck Driver: It was a fair deal!
Jax: Unhook that trailer right now before I unhook your doors.
Truck Passenger: Man, let's just give it back, it ain't worth this!
Truck Driver: Fine! Take the stupid trailer!
The two men scrambled out of the truck, their hands shaking as they unbolted the heavy hitch safety chains[cite: 1].
Jax: Bear, take two guys and tow this trailer back to her father's car.
Bear: On it, boss. What about these two?
Jax: They're going to wait right here until my brother arrives to collect them.