“Who?”
“Me.”
I looked behind me to see Denver standing there.
Well, I knew him as Boone’s Uncle Sinclair first. Denver, president of the Dixie Wardens MC Montana Chapter, second.
“Sinclair!” I smiled and got up, walking into his arms.
He wrapped me in a hug and kissed the top of my head.
When I pulled away, his warm honey eyes sparkled.
Then he whispered, “Congrats.”
I blinked.
He winked.
And I knew somehow he knew.
Like he always knew.
He let me go, and I walked back to my seat next to Eddy and across from Boone.
Boone’s shoulders were stiff, but his words weren’t.
“Denver had already been poking his nose around. There were some things that didn’t quite line up when it came to my mother’s and dad’s relationship.”
“A lot,” Denver cut in. “I never knew that Boone wasn’t biologically related to Sawyer until they told me, though.”
My breath hitched.
Sawyer was such a good dad.
No one would know that Felicia and Boone weren’t his by the way he treated them.
They were his kids, no matter if they were biologically his or not.
“When we started to look into her more fully, we found a much bigger mess than we could’ve ever expected,” Sawyer stated, steepling his fingers over his chest. “Did we find evidence that she was complicit in your miscarriage? Yes. But that wasn’t all. Nor the worst.”
I couldn’t think of anything worse.
I mean, my child was killed.
What could be worse than that?
“And don’t think that I’m downgrading what happened to you.” Sawyer read the thoughts that were crossing my face.
I looked over to Boone to see his hands fisted on his knees, so tight that they were bloodless.
“It started out when she was sixteen and dropped her baby off at the fire station.”
I inhaled deeply.
“She decided that she couldn’t be a mother, and just poof. Gone,” Boone said.
“She got caught up with a couple of guys that ran long cons. They were fleecing old people out of their life savings. Young people out of their homes. Then they met Gail, and they started to aim higher. When she turned seventeen, Gail ran her first long con. She targeted a rich dude that liked young girls. They got married. Then he would die of mysterious circumstances. She did this four more times before she met me,” Sawyer explained.
