My kid.
Fuck, wrapping my arms around his form, I incase him in my larger one.
“You didn’t find her. He took her didn’t he.” Carson’s stating the obvious rather than asking me for an answer.
“Yeah, Carson, but I’m gonna find her for you,” I say, giving him my vow to bring his mom back to him. “Come on, let’s get inside, Lyrica’s gonna hang out with you while I go see what my brother, Fuse, can find.”
Nodding, Carson stays directly at my side as I walk into the clubhouse. Inside, it’s silent compared to what’s normally going on. The strays were sitting in a corner, pouting, shooting glares in my kid’s direction.
What the fuck?
“Car,” Lyrica calls out as she approaches.
“Hey, Ly,” Carson murmurs stepping toward her allowing her to embrace him in a hug.
“You okay, kid?” she asks the top of his head. Seeing he was in good hands with her, I turn on my heel intending to go to Fuse’s room.
Chains beats me to it, by hollering throughout the room, “Church. Now.”
Glancing over my shoulder, I meet Carson’s gaze then Lyrica’s. “Don’t go outside,” I order. The both of them nod in response.
Turning my head back around, I walk straight into church to find out what is going on. Most of my brothers are already seated, including my pops. The expression on his face murderous as I meet his gaze. He didn’t get his road name for nothing.
Fuse is the last one to come in as he’s carrying his laptop.
Soon as the door closes Chains begins, “Right, brothers. As you’ve all seen Pit has a mini me out there that looks just fuckin’ like him, it’s eerie. Pit you want to explain this shit?” he asks.
Nodding, as I sit forward I reach inside my cut and grab the manila envelope Lyrica gave me, tossing it in the middle of the table. I clasp my fingers together, my elbows on the table. “Carson’s mom is Angelina, my high school girlfriend. Those of you who were around during that time know about her and I. You know what happened in the end. For you all that weren’t here, you know her as the doctor that was at the hospital when Prez’s ol’ lady had the twins.”
“Woman also delivered Owen. Damn good doctor. Was pissed she was the one to deliver my son but fuck if she didn’t keep Nora from attempting to cut off my dick. Kept her calm the entire time,” Breaker states with a nod.
“Anyways, you all know who she is. What you don’t know is Angelina is the daughter of one of the most richest men in the area. He makes Delancy look like a chump when it comes to power. Deveaux.”
Curses are mumbled throughout the room.
“Angelina evidently knew this was coming, gave this envelope to Lyrica to hold on to. Said she would know who to give it to when the time was right. That being me. Inside is a letter, which in my opinion is pretty much a suicide note. There’s also Carson’s birth certificate, a DNA test proving he’s mine, and her will giving everything she has to Carson and myself.” I go on explaining what was in the letter. What she said about the Callaghans and her father.
“Fuse, do we know anything about who took Angelina?” Chains asks soon as I finish.
“Well, it wasn’t either of the Callaghans or Deveaux, they are all in Las Vegas right now. Not only do their bank statements show this, but there is also a live broadcast going right now showing them there. Doesn’t mean any one them didn’t send anyone after her, I’m looking into the men right now to see which player is where,” Fuse states, his fingers flying across the keys of his laptop.
“Right, would it help if we brought Carson in here to give you a description? He might have gotten a good look at the bastard before running,” Tyres suggest.
“Pit?” Chains asks turning to me.
“Would be worth a shot. Kid is hurting right now, knowing his mamma is gone,” I nod.
“Frame, go get Carson for us,” Chains orders.
Frame immediately does what he’s asked. No one speaks while he’s gone. Mostly due to the tension filling the room. Seems lately we can’t have a break from the drama. Well we did have a good few months without anything happening.
When the door opens, Frame enters with Carson following directly behind him. Lifting a hand, I motion for him to come stand near me. As my kid I’m not going to make him stand off to the side. Normally when we have to speak with someone in such a manner we make them stand against the wall but even though he’s just entered our lives not even three hours ago, I can sense the connection between the two of us.
“Carson, need you to tell us if you know what the guy looked like who took your mamma,” I say firmly.
Carson straightens his shoulders, lifts his chin, and begins explaining what all happened in detail. “He had Mom by her hair, holding her against him, but from his features, I saw a scar on his cheek.”
“Got him,” Fuse says immediately. “There’s only one man connected to either the Callaghans or Deveaux who has a scar on his face. Name’s Tyler Ballard. Thanks, kid.”
“You’re welcome,” Carson says, nodding his head and looking back to me. “I know the truth in everything going on. Even what happened with you and my mom, we don’t keep secrets from each other, well for the most part we don’t. I’m not stupid and I know she tries to hide it.”
“What does she try to hide?” my pops asks before Carson can finish speaking.
Carson looks from me to my pops then back to me. “Is he my gramps?” he asks.
“Yeah, I’m your gramps,” my pops says with pride. “Now what did your mamma try to hide?”
“That she’s paying someone, it’s why
