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“MERCY!” I sidestep a dish and grab her arms.

Then, it hits me.

“Again?” She’s yelling at me in Spanish and kicking the shit out of my knees as I lift her up off the floor and sit her down on the kitchen counter hard.

“Lass! Again? You have a kid?” She shuts up suddenly, and a look of panic fills her eyes.

I shake her.

“Yes.” I step back from her and tilt my head.

“Where?” Her eyes fill with tears, and she shakes her head.

FUCK.

“No, they aren’t dead. Glitch would have found that. Mercy, who has your baby?” I raise my voice, enraged at the idea of someone else having her child.

She snuffles and looks away from me.

“My stepmother does. Gabriel took her when she was born.” I take her hands and squeeze them softly.

“Lass, tell me everything.” I nod at her, and she blows out a breath.

“I don’t know you.” I chuckle.

“You know me biblically, love.” Anger fills her face, but it makes me smile harder.

“I’m sorry. You bring the caveman out of me.” She rolls her eyes but bites her lip before nodding at me.

“Lucy is four years old. I haven’t seen her for months. Her father, my husband Joaquin, was Gabriel’s brother. Their dad was the President of MalaSangre before Gabe took over. My father was a race car driver for them.” She looks into my eyes, and I can feel her pain.

“He died during a race when I was seventeen. He owed the club a lot of money. My stepmother gave me to them as payment.” Fucking bitch.

She holds up her hand to tell me to save it, so I nod and let her continue.

“I’ve been working off the debt. Joaquin and I fell in love, and we eloped behind Gabe’s back. He was pissed and sent him on a job that couldn’t be done without getting caught. Joaquin got ten years. I was never allowed to see him. But I was pregnant. As punishment, they took the baby and gave her to my stepmother.” She sighs and looks at the floor.

“Go on,” I encourage her to just get it all out.

“I didn’t know he was dead. I should have. He never got to meet her.” She cries softly, and I hug her to my chest.

“How much do you owe?” I grind my teeth.

I have a little girl to recuse.

“I was never given an amount. For all I know, the story is complete bullshit.” I nod to myself.

“Where is Lucy now?” When she doesn’t answer me, I’ll pull away from her and look into her eyes so she sees how serious I am.

“Utah.” Fuck, why do I feel like I’m not going to like the answer to my next question?

“Who is your stepmother?” Her laugh is bitter, and I know the answer before the words leave her lips.

“Lilith Baker.” She whispers.

“Son of a bitch! Lord’s Old Lady?” She shakes her head.

“His sister. Spark?” I’m pacing and didn’t even know it.

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