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“No, Edge you weren’t,” Striker agreed. “I let Patty have the boy after she promised to cut all ties with Mack and the RRMC. She didn’t listen.”
Rafe chose that moment to scoff, “Bitch was fucking Mack behind his back. When we found out we took Bryce and you Edge for leverage.”
I frowned, “I don’t have any memory of that.”
“It’s true Edge,” Bryce whispered as our eyes met. “Mom was freaking out. I remember her being anxious.”
I nearly missed the most important part of Rafe’s words. “We? How the fuck were you involved Rafe?”
“I think you should ask Mack.”
Fuck, didn’t anybody know how to answer a damn question?
My angry gaze rested on my father, “Don’t make me ask any more questions.”
Mack sighed, a look of frustration on his weathered face, “Ron and I brought backup including Rafe and a few other patches. When we arrived, I realized not only was Bryce here, but you were too.” Mack swallowed hard, “We came in guns blazing but it was too late, Patty had burst into the room ahead of us and was trying to reason with Striker for her sons’ lives.”
“And the bitch wouldn’t move away from them, no matter how much I warned her.”
My lip curled into a snarl. “Call my mother a bitch again and I’ll fucking gut you,” I threatened.
Striker tilted his head back and laughed, hard, “You never were a disappointment Edge. Your brother though . . .”
My heart ached for Bryce. His father truly hated him for Patty’s choices. She fell in love with another man. Her sin caused so many ripples to take place, such hate and vengeance, that no one in this room had ever recovered. My birth only increased the tension and animosity.
Mack cleared his throat, “I saw Patty and tried hard not to lose my shit. She knew and so did Striker that I truly loved her too. She tried to stay away from you Peter to keep you safe, but it killed her. Sometimes she crept up to the house just to watch you.” He paused and shook his head, “When she refused to leave her boys that day in the warehouse, Striker lost his temper and raised his gun. They were yelling, tensions running high.”
Rafe grunted, “Ron moved forward, his hands up in surrender, thinking he could talk them both down. He always was a peacemaker.”
Rae’s head lowered and I knew my baby was hurting but this story wasn’t over yet and I needed to hear who the murderer was before I could seek my revenge.
“With Striker distracted I took my chance and lunged for him, thinking I could knock him to the ground before anyone was hurt.” Mack’s voice was low, filled with guilt, “Striker wasn’t using the safety and the gun discharged, firing a shot.” Mack sank to his knees, lost in memories, “I managed to wrestle the gun from Striker but then Rafe tackled me and tried to rip it from my hand.”
Rafe’s voice was filled with disgust when he spoke, “The gun had hit Patty who was protecting her boys, the bullet piercing her right in the chest. She was bleeding out. I knew I had to do something. Ron yelled for Mack to notice but he was focused on Striker and not paying attention. Seeing that Mack and I were grappling over the gun he ran forward to keep anyone else from being injured.”
Mack hung his head, shoulders sagging forward, “I didn’t see Ron until it was too late.”
My head was pounding, the blood pumping through my veins so fast I was lightheaded.
“Tell me it isn’t true. Please,” I begged, my accusatory eyes landing on Mack.
“I shot Ron.”
A low inhuman moan of despair launched from Rae’s throat.
I was rushing toward my girl before I realized I had moved. Her tormented wail echoed in my head, breaking and shattering my heart as I watched her crumple to the ground. I pulled her into my arms, my desperate gaze landing first on Bryce and then Mack. “Fuck!” I yelled, completely shocked by the turn of events.
Rafe pointed his gun at Mack, his fierce expression sending an icy chill along my spine. “And now justice will be served.”
Striker laughed, “But not before his only son dies in front of him. Don’t think I’ve forgotten for one minute about Akando or the other warehouse.”
Like I gave a shit if he was pissed. Akando had it coming.
I was yanked from Rae as she screamed my name and I fought against Striker and two other Outlaw members. Devlin wasn’t here but I didn’t care. Three more held Mack as Striker’s gun pointed directly at my forehead. I closed my eyes for a moment and tried to ignore Rae’s screams in the background.
I always knew this life would kill me . . .
But I never thought my father’s sins would be what caused my death.
