Vernon’s heart sank. He had hoped the presence of the bikers would tip the scales, but it was clear the squatters were digging in their heels. He turned to Jake and shook his head. “I can’t do this. I’m not going to force them out with violence.”
Jake nodded, respecting Vernon’s decision. “Alright, man. We tried. If you ever need us again, just call.” As the bikers rode away, Vernon felt a mixture of relief and frustration. He had stayed true to his principles, but his home was still out of reach.