Patriot (Savaged Souls MC #4) - K.J. Dahlen Page 0,16
to end this in the next couple of days. The anniversary of Tessi’s death was coming up and he knew his boss wanted his daughter back with him. Even though his boss had no feelings for this girl and he never would have even all those years ago, Randy had dared to touch something that belonged to him. Then recently, Blacky had dared to touch her. Both men’s lives ended harshly for what they had done.
If he knew his boss, he would have stepped in with the Russians and bought Randy back from them. He would have paid anything to get to the man who took his child. She was the only reason he’d married Tessi. For the baby she would give him his heir, or so he’d thought.
Damen stared at the clubhouse and shook his head. Then he turned and walked away. He couldn’t do anything at the moment but once it got dark, he’d be back.
Chapter Six
“Well, fuck a damn duck,” Cobra swore as he looked at the photo. Then he looked over at Harry. “You’d better hustle on that information kid. Looks like we just ran out of time.”
Harry growled under his breath and went over to sit down at his laptop. He printed out the autopsy report and the death notice he’d found earlier. The death notice had the name of her husband on it and the name of her sister as well, so he ran those two names first.
Levi Silvers and Mary Anne Connors. He began running a background check on the names and wasn’t finding much. Mary Anne Connors died just three years after her sister, under bizarre circumstances. Harry paused and thought about it. Had Randy gotten to Tessi’s sister as well? Or was this just a coincidence?
And exactly who was Levi Silvers? What connection did he have to Randy Sheen? With most of the players already dead, how much of the mystery would they ever get right? Harry looked up at Gunner and Cobra. He began to read aloud what the report said about what happened to the woman. “Tessi had a husband and a sister. Her sister died three years later under suspicious circumstances.”
“What kind of suspicious circumstances?” Cobra asked.
Harry raised his gaze from his computer screen and told them, “She was found in a dirty alley the morning after the third anniversary of Tessi’s death. The autopsy said there were twelve stab wounds that led to her death. That and a burn on her forehead. It appeared to be a branding of some sort but no one knows what it means.”
“And this was what, twenty one years ago?” Gunner asked.
Harry nodded.
Gunner looked pensive. “Ok, but now we have to concentrate on this Levi Silvers. Find out who he is and what his connection to Randy is or perhaps was back then.”
“Yeah need to find a link from Randy to this Levi,” Cobra grumbled. “We need to know what kind of trouble Randy was getting himself involved with back then.”
“From what I can remember about that man whatever their connection was, then it couldn’t have been legal.” Becky's voice came from the hallway.
All three men turned to look at her in surprise.
She looked at Harry smiled. “I left Annie resting.” She took a few steps forward and reached out for his hand. “I know you don’t want to tell me but I need to know. My birthday is August 14th and on my next birthday, I’ll be twenty five.”
Harry turned to gaze at Gunner and Cobra. When he looked back at her he cleared his throat. “We may have found something then, something you might need to see.” He picked up a couple of sheets of paper and handed them to her.
Becky read them carefully and sat down in stunned horror. “That fucking bastard. He did this? He really did this, didn’t he?” she whispered.
“Like we said before, we don’t know that the baby was you,” Cobra reminded her. “Could Randy Sheen do something as horrible as this? Yeah, I think he could. But we don’t know enough about this yet.”
Becky shook her head sadly, then looked at the men. “I think we all know the baby is me. You may not want to admit it, but I’m pretty sure I am that baby. Randy Sheen killed my mother for reasons we may never know.” She closed her eyes and tears rushed down her cheeks. Then opening her eyes, she asked, “Was he my father as well as Annie’s?”
None of the