“What kind of trouble?” I ask, thinking it could be useful information. Diesel had the balls to show up at my club and help his brother see a bitch I claimed as my property. Maybe I can add to his trouble.
Retribution, motherfuckers… That’s the name of the game.
“I’m not sure. Devil mentioned that Diesel had a little boy and the mother kept trying to kidnap him and take him away. They think she has help, maybe. Diesel was thinking an old enemy was trying to get his child to use against him…”
“That can definitely be a weakness exploited. Look at what happened with Dodger and you,” I respond, enjoying the look of pain that comes across her face. Now that I think about it, I’m probably the one taking her fire away. I’m controlling her without trying much. It’s really… so easy.
“Yeah,” she whispers. “Devil’s gone back home. I know it. They said the last time Vicki tried to get her son, she left Diesel for dead. Devil would have gone to be with his brothers.”
“Vicki?” I ask, starting to get more and more interested. It’s a long shot, but that name sounds familiar and so does the situation. Surely it couldn’t be that simple. Then again, the gods might be shining down on me.
“Diesel’s ex. Devil told me her name during some of our lunches together during my time at the convent.”
“I see… I tell you what, Torrent. Give me a few days to see what I can find out about Devil and if he is back with this crew, I’ll get in touch with him for you.”
“You will? Even though… Well, I mean…”
“I will,” I tell her, squeezing her hand. “I keep telling you, Torrent. It doesn’t matter to me how needy you are right now. I care about you. I want to help you.”
“I… Thank you, Wolf. That means a lot. You’re always here for me,” she says, and I pull her into my arms and hug her.
“And I always will be here for you, Torrent. I won’t stop until you get everything you deserve,” I whisper, my hand brushing her hair. “Always.”
In my head I’m making plans to have Red get all the information he can on Diesel and his kid. I have a hunch and if I’m right… that solid ground I want with the Koreans just fell into my lap.TorrentI’ve given Wolf two days now to try and find Devil. Whenever I’ve asked him about it, he says he’s working on it. I’m trying to be patient but the more time that goes by, the more I worry. Something feels… wrong.
Yesterday I finally got up the nerve to talk to a therapist. It’s going to be a long road, but I think a therapist is a step in the right direction with finding myself again. I haven’t told Wolf. I don’t know if he realizes how some of his remarks affect me, but they definitely do. I’ve had one meeting with the therapist, but it went well and she encouraged me to take control of my life again.
I’m going to try and the first step of doing that is to find Devil. If Wolf hasn’t gotten anywhere, I’m heading down there today.
I have to.
“What have you found out about Diesel and that kid? Is that the one King is looking for?”
I stop outside of the office when I hear Wolf. At first, I don’t understand but he mentioned Diesel’s name. I don’t know who King is, but Wolf’s tone is different than I’ve ever heard. Something is telling me to listen…
“Yeah, fuck dude, I don’t know how you got so damn lucky. King has a hard-on for this man Diesel. He wants his head on a fucking pike,” Red responds.
My heart starts beating double time as I listen. This can’t be true…
“That’s why he wants the kid? I thought King was looking for—”
“That’s it though, man. The kid is King’s. Diesel has been raising him as his own for years,” Red laughs.
He laughs.
“Shit. I’ll give the asshole this, he must have balls of steel. I wouldn’t want to piss King off—not with the firepower that motherfucker has behind him.”
“Near as I can tell, I don’t think Diesel even knows, Boss.”
“You’re shitting me?” Wolf answers and you can tell he finds everything about this funny.
I don’t think I ever knew Wolf. I definitely don’t know who this person is.
“Nope. He thinks he’s the father of that kid. It’s kind of hilarious if you think about it. Dumbass has almost died repeatedly defending a kid that’s not even his.”
“Damn, that fucking Savage crew is stupider than I thought. Let’s send King a little happiness,” Wolf says and my heart lodges in my chest.
I knew that Wolf didn’t like Devil or his crew, but this is so far from the man I know—or thought I knew—that I can’t breathe. I lean against the wall, needing it to hold me up, but wanting to do everything I can to keep from being found. The urge to run now is strong. If I can make it to Devil and his club, I might be able to warn Diesel. I don’t do that, though. I’m hoping if I keep listening I’ll hear what they have planned. That will help Devil and his club more.