But not the way he thought. Because Margaret Thompson wasn’t just a grandmother. She was the Angel of Khe Sanh, the pilot who once flew through enemy fire to rescue her brothers-in-arms.
Now, alongside Iron Jack, she fought a new battle—to free Riverstone from fear. Under the Guard’s protection, the town began to heal. People rebuilt what was broken.
When the Vipers torched shops and threatened the veterans’ center, Margaret didn’t answer with hate. “Fire doesn’t just destroy,” she said. “It forges steel.”
That night, every broken window was repaired.
Fear gave way to courage. Furious, Havoc tried one last stand – teaming up with smugglers and mercenaries to take the town back. But the Guard had been preparing.
They gathered proof, coordinated with authorities, and when Havoc’s crew returned, they drove straight into a trap—floodlights, choppers, sirens. Within minutes, the Vipers fell. Havoc tried to flee, ready to blow everything up.
Margaret stood in his path. “Strength,” she said quietly, “isn’t in destruction—it’s in protection.”
Before he could act, one of his own—Diesel—stopped him. The end came not through violence, but through choice.
Months later, Riverstone was reborn. Former Vipers helped rebuild, the Guard opened a community center, and Margaret began teaching the young what real courage meant. At the dedication, she spoke softly:
“We could have chosen rev:enge.
Instead, we chose renewal.”
As motorcycles rolled by in the distance—not as a threat, but as a salute—Margaret smiled. Riverstone was free. And the Angel of Khe Sanh had won her greatest victory yet: the quiet, hard-earned peace of the human heart.
