True outlaws who reject rules and authority like to join gangs that have lots of rules and elder members who tell them what to do.
Did some work for a senior member of a prominent organization. He was cool. Paid me every dollar. Killer fuckin' Harley, which he parked inside his house. Through the double doors from the garage and in the downstairs lounge, lol. But one afternoon he spent a full 2 hours watching a Princess Diana documentary. It was hilariously domestic.
Some other dudes who stopped by, I didn't get the impression his club was full of masterminds of criminal enterprise or ex SAS operators. I liked the dude but one half assed cartel push would blow these guys over no problem.
They couldn't ride without getting followed around. Like immediately. Guessing the club you're looking at aren't exactly cutting edge on the countersurveillance technology either. If you genuinely aspire to a life of crime, I'd humbly advise not associating with guys who are pinging LE radar.
