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bad run in with this man, and most likely one of
the young men who took you from your school. We thought it was over, but
apparently we were mistaken. Unfortunately, he used you two and your
mother to lure us out of hiding, so to speak.”
“Why did he want you back? And why did he think he
could use us? We’ve never met you before, have we? How could we
lure you out of hiding?” Sarah’s voice cracked.
“No, not me. And I don’t believe you met my husband,
but his name is Ryan Cassidy.” I didn’t know where to go from
there. I shot my eyes toward Anne Marie, who took a breath and continued.
“Ryan is my son. He was raised by his father.
James Cassidy.”
Joseph and Sarah stared at their mother in shock. The
room was silent; no one knew what to say next. Sarah was the first one to
break. “So what does this mean exactly?”
“Well,” I tried to offer a smile, “it means you have a
brother, well, a half brother. But mostly it means that we’re going to
make sure S--”
I stopped. I couldn’t think. My eyes blinked and
I swallowed hard. “What… What?”
Sarah guided my head down until it hit the couch
pillow. She looked into my eyes. “I’m sorry, Grace.”
“Why?” I managed to squeak out.
“I had to protect my family. I had to.”
I slowly nodded, vaguely understanding what was about to
happen. My eyes were open, but I couldn’t move. I couldn’t do
anything except hear his voice.
“Oh good, my Gracie is back.”
Ryan
“Okay, which ever one of you fuckers is working with my
uncle, just fess up now.”
I didn’t want to play games. I wanted to get in and
get out. I wanted to find him, kill him, and get on with my life with
Grace and our baby. I wanted the whole mess with Sean to be over.
“Is that shithead bothering you again?”
“I told you guys we should have kept a tail on him.”
“You think it’s one of us?”
“We would never do that to you.”
Those were the normal, expected responses to my command, but
it didn’t matter. The purpose of my outburst was simple: I wanted the
culprit to know I was onto him. I explained to the group what had
happened and how I would be handling it from now on. They were both happy
to see me and pissed that there was a traitor among the club members. Suspicions
flew, each member approaching me separately to assure me that they would never
betray my trust in such a way. The thing was, those guys were my
family. I knew them all better than I knew myself, and what I was truly
aware of was when one of them was lying to me. But every single promise
made to me that day was genuine: at least they seemed genuine. I was
beginning to think I was wrong, that there wasn’t a conspirator among the Cupids .
I beat myself up: how could I have so simply jumped to the conclusion that one
of those guys would turn their back on me, on their family? It was silly,
really: unnatural even. But just as I had settled with the possibility
that I had overreacted, I received a text from Grace.
Whatever you did, it worked. The kids are back at
home. We’re heading over there now. I’m going with Anne Marie; as
promised, I’m not letting her out of my sight. Here’s the address:
So Sean knew I was definitely back, and the only people I
had seen since I arrived were club members. It could only mean that one
of these guys ratted me out. Someone in that room was against
me. How could I trust any of them?
“Rocky, can I talk to you?”
We moved into the corner, where I explained the text I had
just received from Grace and the conclusion I drew from it.
“I have to go. I have to keep an eye on them; make
sure this doesn’t happen again.”
“I understand, man. Do what you do.” Rocky
patted me on the back. “Hey, listen, if you need a break, I’d be happy to
swing over there and keep an eye on
the young men who took you from your school. We thought it was over, but
apparently we were mistaken. Unfortunately, he used you two and your
mother to lure us out of hiding, so to speak.”
“Why did he want you back? And why did he think he
could use us? We’ve never met you before, have we? How could we
lure you out of hiding?” Sarah’s voice cracked.
“No, not me. And I don’t believe you met my husband,
but his name is Ryan Cassidy.” I didn’t know where to go from
there. I shot my eyes toward Anne Marie, who took a breath and continued.
“Ryan is my son. He was raised by his father.
James Cassidy.”
Joseph and Sarah stared at their mother in shock. The
room was silent; no one knew what to say next. Sarah was the first one to
break. “So what does this mean exactly?”
“Well,” I tried to offer a smile, “it means you have a
brother, well, a half brother. But mostly it means that we’re going to
make sure S--”
I stopped. I couldn’t think. My eyes blinked and
I swallowed hard. “What… What?”
Sarah guided my head down until it hit the couch
pillow. She looked into my eyes. “I’m sorry, Grace.”
“Why?” I managed to squeak out.
“I had to protect my family. I had to.”
I slowly nodded, vaguely understanding what was about to
happen. My eyes were open, but I couldn’t move. I couldn’t do
anything except hear his voice.
“Oh good, my Gracie is back.”
Ryan
“Okay, which ever one of you fuckers is working with my
uncle, just fess up now.”
I didn’t want to play games. I wanted to get in and
get out. I wanted to find him, kill him, and get on with my life with
Grace and our baby. I wanted the whole mess with Sean to be over.
“Is that shithead bothering you again?”
“I told you guys we should have kept a tail on him.”
“You think it’s one of us?”
“We would never do that to you.”
Those were the normal, expected responses to my command, but
it didn’t matter. The purpose of my outburst was simple: I wanted the
culprit to know I was onto him. I explained to the group what had
happened and how I would be handling it from now on. They were both happy
to see me and pissed that there was a traitor among the club members. Suspicions
flew, each member approaching me separately to assure me that they would never
betray my trust in such a way. The thing was, those guys were my
family. I knew them all better than I knew myself, and what I was truly
aware of was when one of them was lying to me. But every single promise
made to me that day was genuine: at least they seemed genuine. I was
beginning to think I was wrong, that there wasn’t a conspirator among the Cupids .
I beat myself up: how could I have so simply jumped to the conclusion that one
of those guys would turn their back on me, on their family? It was silly,
really: unnatural even. But just as I had settled with the possibility
that I had overreacted, I received a text from Grace.
Whatever you did, it worked. The kids are back at
home. We’re heading over there now. I’m going with Anne Marie; as
promised, I’m not letting her out of my sight. Here’s the address:
So Sean knew I was definitely back, and the only people I
had seen since I arrived were club members. It could only mean that one
of these guys ratted me out. Someone in that room was against
me. How could I trust any of them?
“Rocky, can I talk to you?”
We moved into the corner, where I explained the text I had
just received from Grace and the conclusion I drew from it.
“I have to go. I have to keep an eye on them; make
sure this doesn’t happen again.”
“I understand, man. Do what you do.” Rocky
patted me on the back. “Hey, listen, if you need a break, I’d be happy to
swing over there and keep an eye on
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