Zero and Beauty's Breath (A Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club Series Book 3 - 4) novel Chapter 48

“No,” I say.

“When her mother ran away from her father it caused the biggest war between the Russian Mob and the Catelli’s. Her mother betrayed her family to the Russians. They solved the problem after a year by marriage. The more I found out about this Amariya Demarco, the deeper I dug. I didn't know at the time she was a killer. So, I followed her. To me she was a kid that got a bad break and though I felt like shit looking for her with every intention of taking her back to Lucca, I still did it. I told myself he loved her, convinced myself she’d be better off with Lucca than living on the streets. It wasn’t long after I saw her did rumours get back to Lucca's ears about her pregnancy.”

“There's your coffee.” The waitress places my cup in front of me and hands me the menu.

When she doesn't leave, I glare at her. The woman scurries to the other side of the small place.

“So, what happened then?” I ask my brother as I take a sip of the filtered coffee.

“I denied it, I said she didn't look pregnant. Not sure why I did it, guess following her I got a bit attached to the case,” He chuckles and I find nothing about that funny.

“Lucca didn’t take my lies too well as you can imagine, but he didn’t touch me. I decided that day to get her first and listen to her story. And I did, she was eight months pregnant, and hiding out in a doctor’s room. I asked her why she ran from Lucca, she just screamed Logan, girl went into a fit. I left and went back the following day not expecting her to be there, but fuck she was still there, so I broke in. Should have known better. She attacked me, and would have killed me if her water hadn’t already broken. She was going into early labour. Obviously, at the time I didn't believe it and thought it was Braxton hicks. So, I took her. We travelled for an hour but she carried on screaming. She was sitting in the back of the car. I swerved the car to take her to a hospital, but she said it was too late, the babies were coming.”

“Wait, what?” I’m not sure I hear him correctly.

He has the nerve to look ashen, “Yeah, Amariya was having twins, two girls, and I was going to deliver the babies. Only, there were complications and by the time I got the first one out, there was so much blood. We were on the corner of the road, I’d managed to call the ambulance, but Amariya insisted she pushes. The baby was screaming, and I had to put the infant in the car, to get the other one, but that one was already dead. Once the ambulance came, Amariya was in hysterics, going crazy. When we asked them, what happened they said the baby suffocated, Amariya had it in her head I killed her baby.”

“Then what happened?”

“Then I waited a few months, the first thing she did when she left the hospital was hand her baby to Deno, who I had followed. Found out where the baby was taken, then I went back for Amariya, but by that time she was gone, vanished. Few months later people started dying in numbers and Beggar was the name whispered on the streets of Washington. A wanted Jane doe. The cops put a neat bounty for her, one even a high society investigator like me couldn’t resist. Imagine my surprise when I found Beggar, and was looking at Amariya, only this time she wasn't just a killer, she was dead inside. When she saw me, she wasn't running away, she was coming for me. We fought and I tried to make her see reason but she wouldn't listen, she stabbed me in the back of my spine. The knife planted right there, and then she was gone, the last time I saw her was at the clubhouse a few months back.”

My frown on my face probably matches my brothers, and while most of what he said sounds true, I feel that there is one important detail he forgot to mention.

I have known my brother my entire life, if he didn't offer this information now, then there is no way I am going to get it out of him without a trade-off. And right now, the only trade-off I could offer him was the one thing I will never give up, HER.

Beauty is the only person who could tell me the rest, but getting her to talk would be like using a shovel to dig an empty grave, pointless.