"You ever think, man, that accountants could be the most feared gang on the road?" Lily leaned on her Harley, a smirk playing across her lips. Her leather jacket was emblazoned with "Ledger Riders" in bold, silver letters.

"Ledger who?" Jax raised an eyebrow, eyeing her skeptically.

"Ledger Riders!" Lily exclaimed, gesturing to the logo on her back. "It's a gang for accountants who want to ditch their spreadsheets and hit the open road. We'd ride into town, calculators blazing, and lay waste to any tax returns in our path."

Jax chuckled, shaking his head. "I can't see a bunch of CPAs on Harleys striking fear into anyone's heart, Lils." "Hey, watch it! Accountants are the most feared warriors out there. We can calculate your jump factors, audit your soul, and reduce your bank account to zero with a single keystroke. Fear us, puny mortal!" Lily flexed, her muscles straining against the leather jacket. "Now, you in or out, Jax? We've got a gang to start and some gaping budget holes to exploit."