trouble and the Lost Sons stepped in. I found her about that time and she told me in no uncertain terms that she didn’t need me as her daddy now. She might have needed me at one point in her life but she didn’t need me for that anymore.” He paused, as he looked saddened. “I should have been there for her. I should have tried harder to find her, but I didn’t. That’s on me.” He looked over at Gunner and then Harry. “She belongs to his brother now. I’m still here because I want the chance I gave up twenty years ago. I want to know her as an adult now. She doesn’t know it yet, but I’m not going anywhere this time. I’m gonna do right by her now that I found her.”
“Then you’ve been in the position where I am now,” Gunner concluded.
“Yeah, I have and still am.” Cobra nodded. “I also know the struggle those two are going through. My Lolanni went through hell because I wasn’t there for her. When you carried that broken girl into this clubhouse I thanked God that wasn’t what happened to my baby girl.”
Harry’s phone pinged. He dug it out of his pocket and read the message. He frowned and studied the message again. Then he looked up at Gunner and Cobra. “I just got something more about Tessi Silvers.”
“What is it?” Gunner wanted to know.
“Her police report. According to this, her murder case is still open. Meaning her killer was never found.”
“Well, they can close the case now. He’s sure as hell dead by now,” Cobra said.
“We may know that but the cops don’t.” Gunner pointed out. He turned to look at Harry. “Is her autopsy in that report?”
Harry nodded.
“Let’s have a look at it on your computer,” Gunner suggested. “We need to know everything we can find about what happened.”
The three men sat waiting for the report to print out, then they all read it silently.
“That fucking bastard,” Cobra swore when he was done.
“We need information on who she was married to at the time of her death.” Gunner also looked angry. “Who Becky’s dad is and why did her mother have to suffer what Randy did to her?” Looking at Harry, he growled. “We need answers before we say anything to Annie and Becky, we need to know the why’s and what happened.”
“I’ll dig into this and get you those answers,” Harry vowed, then he paused and looked back down the hall toward the infirmary. “I just have trouble concentrating. If Annie loses that baby...” His words faded away.
Gunner and Cobra glanced at each other. If ever they were the type of men who prayed... they mentally did so now.
Rigger came into the room. When he spotted the men sitting together, he made his way over with a grim expression on his face. “Boss, we might have a problem ...”
Gunner stared at his man. “What kind of problem?”
Rigger handed him a surveillance photo. “He’s been standing outside for over an hour now.”
Gunner looked down at the picture in his hands and froze. Damen Cole had been keeping an eye on the club. He glanced over at Cobra. “He’s here and he’s been watching us.” He handed the other man the photo.
“Well fuck a damn duck,” Cobra swore as he studied the photo. Then he looked over at Harry. “You’d better hustle on that information kid. Looks like we just ran out of time.”
Damen stood in the shadows across the road from the clubhouse and watched the activity going on. Bikers were coming and going but he couldn’t tell what was happening inside and it bothered him.
He’d only been given a week but he knew his boss better that that. He might only have four or five days before someone else was sent in to relieve him. He knew who would be sent and if they sent in Jase, his boss would be lucky to get his daughter back in one piece and breathing. That bastard had no compassion for anyone but himself.
He also knew Jase wouldn’t hesitate to end him in retribution for not getting the job done. Damen might have been working on this case since day one but he’d never been this close to her before. Randy Sheen had been good. That, plus the fact they hadn’t known until recently the baby he took had been a daughter not a son, Sheen had led them on a goose chase that never ended.
No, he had