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Running With The Devil by Kerrie Droban

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Also by Kerrie Droban:

A Socialite Scorned, February 2012
Paperback / e-Book
In the Company of Darkness, September 2011
e-Book
Prodigal Father, Pagan Son, April 2011
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Running With The Devil, October 2007
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RUNNING WITH THE DEVIL
By: Kerrie Droban

The True Story of the ATF's Infiltration of the Hells Angels

The Lyons Press
October 2007
On Sale: October 4, 2007
232 pages
ISBN: 1592289762
EAN: 9781592289769
Hardcover
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True Crime

The inside story of the ATF's infiltration of the Hell's Angels, one of the most notorious and violent outlaw motorcycle gangs in history. “We can’t be infiltrated, no cops can get inside on us, they don’t have the resources, the manpower, or the time to wait. We’re unbeatable and untouchable.”
—Sonny Barger From Running with the Devil

It wasn’t uncommon for outlaw biker gang members to put out contract hits on federal prosecutors and agents alike, eliminate material witnesses, and murder informants before trials. Much like a terrorist organization, the gangs ruled by fear, orchestrating a network of criminal masterminds whose mission it was to disrupt and chill investigators into club objectives. They were organized killers. . . . He motioned to the others to stop talking. Their faces froze in panic. Something had gone terribly wrong. Bird reached for the phone, his nerves shattered, his fingers thick and awkward on the keypad as he dialed Beef. A thousand scenarios raced through his mind. “What’s happened?” Bird’s voice was tight, urgent. “Get out,” Beef ordered. “What’s going on?” Bird pressed. “Don’t ask questions, just get out now!” Beef yelled.  “They’re coming over to kill you.”