50 Bikers Surrounded A Rookie Cop At A Gas Station Then Dropped To Their Knees

A rookie cop walked out of a gas station and nearly fifty bikers were staring at him. Thirty seconds later, every single one of them was on his knees.

Ryan Decker had been a police officer for twenty-one days. He’d written four speeding tickets, responded to two noise complaints, and helped an old man change a tire. Nothing had prepared him for this.

He’d stopped for coffee at the gas station on Route 9. Routine. End of shift. The kind of stop you make without thinking.

The parking lot was full of motorcycles. He’d noticed them pulling in. Counted about fifty riders. All men. Same club patches on their vests. They were filling up tanks, stretching legs, talking loud.