Editing Billy McBardigael (section)

=== The Great Breakup ===
On '''November 8, 2024''', the Big Four met under heavy clouds—both metaphorical and literal. Billy arrived early, boots coated in dust from the job site he’d just left. He sat down not as a criminal overlord, but as the builder he’d always been—someone who knew the difference between a cracked foundation and a doomed one.

Edward opened the meeting with news of the recent ambush—he and Jeff had been jumped during a car meet in Cypress Flats. But as Edward laid out the details, Alexa interjected, questioning his grip on Claymore MC and insinuating the cracks were his fault. Billy stiffened. The tone wasn’t new, but it hit different this time. It wasn’t critique—it was condescension.

Edward fired back, and quickly the room descended into raised voices. Alexa stood her ground, cold and unreadable. Billy—tired of the subtle jabs, the endless power games—finally leaned in. The argument snowballed. Jim tried to play mediator, but it was like duct tape on a fractured pillar. The damage was deeper than any of them had admitted. When they left the table, no one said a word. Just the echo of something old, breaking.

That evening, Billy drove to a site outside Sandy Shores—a place he often went to clear his head. But waiting there were '''[[Aiden Reed|Aiden]] and [[Caroline]]''', co-leaders of the newly formed [[Alamo Hellraisers]]. They weren’t armed. They weren’t looking for blood. Just answers.

They told Billy what Edward had done—or more accurately, ''hadn’t'' done. Two Claymore riders had been sent on a job and got ambushed. Aiden called for backup. Edward didn’t show. One of them died. The other barely made it. And that was the moment the club fractured.

Billy listened. And he believed them and felt a sympathy, something he didn't feel before. He didn’t care about politics, but he ''did'' care about brotherhood. Edward had abandoned his own—something Billy could never forgive. Later that night, Billy called an emergency meeting. The others arrived not knowing what to expect. But Billy didn’t waste time.

He stood, facing Edward directly.<blockquote>“This isn’t brotherhood anymore. This is business. And worse—''bad'' business. Money’s poisoning everything we built. Loyalty don’t mean shit when profit comes first.”</blockquote>He turned to Alexa, then to Jim—not to blame them, but to ''include'' them. Everyone had let it get this far. No one had stopped it.<blockquote>“We were supposed to build something honest. Something real. But all I see now is ego, lies, and people too scared to admit it’s broken.”</blockquote>With that, '''Billy slammed his hand on the table''', declared he was done, and stormed out of the room. The others watched him leave in silence. Edward followed soon after, and Jim, as always, bowed out quietly. Alexa remained alone at the table, unmoved but not unaffected. The '''Big Four''' was dead.