Betting Bad

I just walked away from eight years in state prison, went up against some of the meanest bastards on the inside, but until I rode my bike down the rain soaked street of Middletown, Chicago, I had no idea what real fear was.Home.I have to face my family, find a way to make up for a son's recklessness.Secrets.I was forced to keep them all those years. There'd been no choice but to walk away from a f...