Page 61 of Wrath's Nightingale
Chapter 37
Wrath
We’re having an emergency church session. The last of my brothers are filing in and taking their seat around the big bespoke table. It has the club's colors embossed in the middle of it. We each have custom made oversized office chairs.
After the last ass hits the seat, Gambit picks up his skull and bangs it on the table.
“Church is in order, mother fuckers.”
Everyone who didn’t drop their phone in the box turns them on silent and face down.
“Wrath, the floors yours,” Gambit adds after everyone settles.
All eyes shift to me.
“I don’t even know where to start.”
I feel a hand on either shoulder and know it’s Saber and Decker, my triplets.
“Let me start with Millie. She had a memory surface last night at dinner. She asked me to wait until dinner was over to tell me what it was. Only I received a call from Gambit calling me to the hospital.
“When we got there, I found out I’m a father.”
There were surprised sounds around the table.
“A one-night stand resulted in twins. Their mother OD’d, leaving them alone. Millie stepped up to the plate and insisted we bring them home immediately. They’re suffering from Neonatal Abstinence Syndrome.”
“What’s that?” Demon asks.
“Doc is putting together a packet for everyone. He’ll send a printable version in an email. Basically, they could have developmental delays, low weight, have trouble gaining and keeping weight as infants, along with several other possibilities.
“It was past midnight by the time we got them home. They don’t even have names yet. After we got them settled, Millie told me she remembered Aaron being there the day she had the accident. She said he was laughing maniacally up above her after she’d fallen.”
“Son of a bitch,” Saber and Decker say in near unison as they pound the table.
“Road trip,” Smoke says.
I shake my head. “Wizard, can you contact your friends and get someone to tail him? I have a feeling Aaron can’t leave things alone. I’d also like for you to investigate the twin’s mom, Lola. I’ll give you, her information. She wasn’t using that night. I’d like to know what happened and why she didn't reach out. Or at least as much as we can, seeing how she’s dead.”
Wizard nods. “I’ll find a good PI. The club could use one or two on retainer.”
“Wizard, let us know when you have something to add to the video, we have of Aaron entering the forest before his sister,” Gambit says.
“Will do.”
Wizard pulls satellite footage of the area. We still have no clue how he spooked the bear. With nothing else on the agenda, Gambit dismisses church, and I head to my sled and home to my family.
Wizard
Isigh and lean back in my chair, checking my cell phone for a response from Bug. Bug, a fellow hacker, is part of our mother club in Baton Rouge.
Charlie Caruso
(504) 522-2639
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I smile. Nice, strong Italian name. Not as strong as Morelli, but I like it.