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It was the wrong thing to say because Flame grabbed his torch and burned his tattoo of our club's symbol off his right pec making him scream and I smirk. We don’t handle in flesh or selling women, he knows this, he knows he would never have gotten his patch and he fucked up and now he’s going to pay.
This is for Leah.
I slowly walk over to the table, grab my revolver, and walk over to him. He starts to sweat as Flame pulls back while I rasp, “She'll probably never want anything to do with me anymore. You and Cara ensured that. My soulmate, the woman I saw a future with the moment our eyes connected, a woman I pulled away from for you, is gone."
He starts to shake before something comes to mind.
"Tell me something, Carl," he flinches; he's no longer a brother, and he knows it. "How is it that every time Slicer leaves the state, the object he's searching for disappears?"
The brothers all stand up straight while the pathetic excuse of a man in front of me pisses himself and I turn to Axel.
"It looks like we just found our traitor, Pres."
He nods before looking at the men, who all nod, knowing he's making sure they're all alright with me dishing out the pain; even if they weren't, they'd have to drag me out of here in order to stop me from killing this son of a bitch.
When Axel gives me the nod, I turn back to Carl.
"Now, where is he?"
He shakes his head. "I don't know-know, he w-wouldn't tell me; he d-didn't t-trust me."
Hmm, smart man after all.
I look into his dark eyes, and I can see the truth but also relief thinking he's getting off, making me smile before I shoot him in the dick, causing the men to flinch and Carl to scream out in pain, "I NEVER FUCKED HER," over and over, but I get in his face as he cries, "No, but you did ensure it wouldn't be safe for her to have a baby."
His eyes widen while I shoot his right hand, then his left, causing his body to jolt before I shoot him three more times in the dick. His head goes limp, and he starts to pass out; he's doing well considering. I stand back and grin before shooting his kneecap, causing him to shoot his head up, screaming. I shoot the other knee cap, then his pelvis, working my way up while the brothers watch.
When I get to his face, he's barely breathing, his body covered in blood, but all I see is the top of his head while Leah struggles because that's what that was—her struggling to get him awayfrom her as his hands were down her jeans, tearing through her innocence with a fucking razor.
I shoot his mouth, and I know he's dead, but I still shoot his nose, and then each of his eyes before my dad grips my shoulder, but I don't look at him. I keep my eyes on Carl, a dead Carl, wondering how I'm supposed to get her to forgive me.
I've got to find her first, though.
With that thought, I take a deep breath before turning around, locking eyes with Flame, and he nods before both of us and Axel leave the basement, leaving the brothers, who all drop their heads for me before they clean up the body. We ignore the women in the common room, not caring that I'm splattered with blood, and head to Flame's office. When we enter the dark room, he boots up his computer, which sits next to a photo of him and Star from when she was 16. She's on his back, and they are both grinning at the camera.
Fuck, I miss that girl; she'd know what to do right now.
I look back at Flame as he starts typing, finding the information I want. He takes a deep breath before looking at me, then at Axel.
"Docs going to be pissed if I press this last button; we haven't even had a vote."
Axel steps forward, gripping my shoulder. "Do it."
Flame nods before logging into the hospital database and finding her file.
"Alright, everything Doc showed us is here, including several scans she's had over the last five years; fucking hell, there's at least ten of them all saying the same results regarding pregnancy and that she's had to have Ava with her every time or she has a full panic attack and meltdown due to the penetration of the prob and..." He stops talking, so both me and Axel step forward before he looks at me. "It was roughly 18 weeks ago that youslept together, right? and you're the only one she's been with; I mean, that's what Doc had implied."
My heart pounds, and I nod. "Yeah, brother, why?"
He clears his throat before turning the screen around, and a picture of a scan shows up before he speaks.
"Because she's 18 weeks pregnant, and it's in her notes that she's high-risk and could die."
My whole world tilts.
Pregnant: She's pregnant with my baby.
Axel speaks, but his voice sounds distant. "Well, that explains why she hasn't let you touch her waist lately. Gunner?"
