“What are you doing here?”
“I came to help Player.”
“You’re in the club too?”
“Yes.”
“Catarina,” Luciano softly said, reaching for his phone, making a call. “You need to get dressed. We will be leaving soon.”
“Where?”
“I am getting us plane tickets to D.C. Shadow, can you handle Reggie why I take care of this?”
“Yep. Do what you’ve got to do,” Shadow nodded.
Minutes later, Catarina walked out of the bathroom, fully dressed. Axel had packed what bags we had and had them in his arms. Luciano was still on the phone talking with someone, while Shadow was just sitting in a chair cleaning his nails with a pocketknife.
I wanted to rip this room apart with my bare hands. I wanted to destroy everything in my path. Mainly I wanted to strangle the life out of those mother fuckers who had my son.
“Okay,” Luciano said, placing his phone in his jacket. “Gio is sending the plane. It will be here in one hour. That will give us time to store the bikes and Reggie’s truck. It’s a thirty-minute drive to the airport, so I suggest we get moving.”
With that, all of us headed out. I just prayed that we made it in time before my son disappeared forever.
Twenty-Seven
Reaper
Hanging up the phone, I left church to find my woman using a flyswatter against Sandman. Though the big man stood there taking her abuse, I could tell he was getting annoyed.
“You cannot stand at the foot of my bed and watch me sleep!” Remi roared, swatting him again, only to have Sandman take the flyswatter from her and throw it across the room. I would have told him that wouldn’t stop my woman, but when she started slapping his hands, I knew he figured it out.
Sighing, he just stood there like the Jolly Green Giant, unmovable, showing no emotions whatsoever.
“You scared the crap out of me! I am allowed privacy in my own room!”
“No.”
“What do you mean no!” Remi yelled as brothers walked into the main room to see what got her panties in a twist this time. Leaning against the hall, I watched from a distance, knowing damn well to stay the hell out of her way. It was best to duck and cover when she got like this, and I was not above protecting my own ass while I threw my brothers to the wolf.
“No,” Sandman stated again.
Huffing, Remi walked into the kitchen, Sandman right behind her.
It was an odd pairing, that was for sure.
My woman was love, smiles, and laughter. She was also opinionated, cranky, and miserable.
I wanted this baby born soon.
I needed my woman back.
“Reaper!” I heard Phantom shout for me. Turning, I headed down the hallway as Phantom came rushing out of her office.
“I found the connection between Gary Hughes and Catarina,” she said fast, barely breathing. “Remember when Bianchi took Colin and sent Catarina to the breeding farm?”
“Yeah. She got pregnant, had the kid, and it died.”
“No,” Phantom said. “I mean, yes, she did get pregnant, but the father, the one who got her pregnant was Hughes. His wife wasn’t able to have kids, but he wanted one that was biologically his. So, his father-in-law arranged for him to meet with Bianchi. He hand-picked Catarina because she had similar features to his wife, Linda. He raped her and got her pregnant. When his kid died, he took Colin as payment. That’s the link.”