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Gia acquiesced. “Oh, alright So maybe I was. But is it so wrong to try and squeeze some good out of all the bad? Besides, Father Mike would approve. He would want to see Uncle G happy.”
Riker squeezed her hand. “Not arguing that point. Just saying you could at least wait until we cleared the graveyard gates. All a matter of timing, babe.”
Good out of bad?
Was she kidding?
Like that was even possible after finding out what the feds knew about the connection between Fat Freddy Durants and Drummer. Seems like there was a reason for Drummer’s misogynistic behavior. A reason why he liked to mistreat and beat the snot out of women. And that reason was because he didn’t like women, not at all. But what he did like was men, and he liked them a whole lot. In particular and weirdly enough, he liked Fat Freddy Durants.
Far as the feds could tell their involvement went back about ten years when they both met at a series of court ordered AA meetings. Since then Drummer and Fat Freddy had managed to keep their private matters private. And those matters not only included a passionate and volatile relationship, but a number of criminal activities, as well. With Durants working the inside of the prison system and Drummer working on the outside they had a pretty good thing going namely contraband ,extortion, and murder for hire.
But, it seems their most lucrative business was the cell block, sex slave trade, where for a few bucks, they would arrange to have the newest and youngest inmates assigned to cells that contained the most deviant and sexually depraved. Eventually, the operation was uncovered by a few of the senior officers who all wanted in, and their profit margin turned to shit. Then of course when Durant got fired, that ended that. That’s when Durants and Drummer decide to use Drummer’s connection to the club to sell information to the feds.
And the rest played out like a bad country song and ended in the only way it could—
in death, destruction and tragedy.
Riker turned his attention back to Gia who had been babbling nervously.
“… and besides all of that, you’re right. I guess my timing could do use some work.”
“And what else?” Riker knew his wife better than that. She had given up that argument much too easily. It was a diversion tactic she used often and well. When she agreed with him too readily in the beginning, there was usually a shitstorm waiting for him at the other end.
“What do you mean what else?” Gia widened her eyes in a feigned attempt at innocence.
“Gia…” Riker arched an eyebrow.
“It’s nothing, I’m just late that’s all.” Gia blurted out.
Riker settled in behind the wheel, relaxed and focused on the road. “It’s all good, babe. We’ve still got about an hour before we have to meet back up with everyone at the restaurant. I thought we’d just take our time, drive by the shore.” He looked in the rearview at his son sleeping. “Rourke’s fast asleep. If we plan it right, he’ll be just about done with his nap by the time we get there.”
Gia bit her down on her lip. “I didn’t saywewere late, Riker. I saidIwas late.”
“You? Me? It’s all the same. But maybe next time we have a thing to go to, you should decide what you’re going to wear a little sooner than five minutes before we’re supposed to be there.” He teased her. Then because she looked so serious, he added with reassurance “It’s really not a problem, babe.”
Not a problem?Gia sure as hell hoped not.
“This isn’t about dresses, Riker. And in this case,mebeing late is definitely not the same asyoubeinglate.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m pregnant.” Gia blurted out.
Riker almost drove off the road. The truck bumped and veered on the soft shoulder until it came to a hard stop. Both parents turned to look at Rourke in horror expecting him to scream bloody murder at having his sleep so abruptly disturbed.
“That kid could sleep through a volcano eruption.” Riker said with profound relief.
“Thank god!” Gia nodded.
Then they both turned to stare at each other.
“Wow. Pregnant, huh?” Riker just stared at her.
“Yup. Wow. Pregnant.” Gia stared back.
“So apparently breastfeeding is not a contraceptive.” Riker said ruefully.
“You didn’t really think that did you?” Gia looked at him in exasperation.
