Page 175 of Golden Atonement

“Four,” I whispered.

“For what?” King asked.

Siting up, I sighed. “There are four women: Remi, Aksana, Layla, and Ivy. Ivy was raised in the club until that motherfucker sold her to my Florida Chapter at sixteen.”

King frowned. “Luc’s old lady?”

I nodded.

“Make that five.” Maxim sighed, hanging his head. “Silver, Montana’s bartender and Malice’s woman. She lived with Petrovitch for three years. If my brother took Remi to the Trick Pony, it’s only logical he would have taken Silver there too. Then there is Malice, who has been to the place himself.”

“They have nothing in common. All come from different backgrounds. The only thing connecting them is the Trick Pony,” Vladmir stated.

Shaking my head, I grinned. “That’s not true. Layla, Remi, and Silver were all in the hands of Petrovitch at one time or another. Malice is a brother in the Soulless Sinners and Ivy’s brother. More importantly, Layla is the daughter of the Collector, Sabastian Capribella. Remi is not only my wife, but the Goddaughter of the currentPakhan, and Malice and Ivy are the biological children of Devlin Scott. All major players that once worked for theSocietyat one time or another.”

Maxim nodded, adding, “And we know it was George Stone who facilitated Aksana being raised by Baranov. But by those estimates, then we must consider any offspring from Baranov, Petrovitch, Stone, or Scott could possibly have information, and they just don’t realize it.”

Rubbing the back of my neck, my mind whirled with what I knew about theSociety. God, this shit was giving me a headache. I knew something bigger was at play. I was close. I could feel it. What I knew about theSocietywas common knowledge. It all started because of one woman who was hell-bent on revenge. A woman named Angela Craven Goldman. Solomon and Kitty’s mother. All because her older sister, Elizabeth Craven was kidnapped, raped, and killed by William Doherty.

Everyone knew that Elizabeth Craven was born to Henry Craven, a prominent senator from New York. William Doherty kidnapped, raped, and murdered her after she gave birth to his children, James Doherty and Sienna Ross. For years, the Craven family searched for Elizabeth until authorities found her body. After that, the Craven family disappeared. It was Elizabeth’s youngest sister, Angela, who at seventeen, met Alexander Goldman and fell in love. She had no idea about the war she married into between Goldman and the Golden Skulls. Thenthe shit with William Doherty happened when he tried to kill Alexander and her. Still oblivious, she went along with James Doherty, not realizing that he was her nephew, and married Shane Keller to protect her children, Solomon and Kitty, only to learn the truth afterward when James told her who his mother was and that he had a sister. Angela tried to take her babies and run, but Toxic had already taken Solomon.

That’s when Angela reached out to a family friend, Sylvia St. James. The St. James family belonged to a group calledDivision. A secular group,Division,was created to seek out and acquire the best and brightest minds worldwide. They had a hand in everything from scientific discoveries to medicine. It was Sylvia who found Elizabeth’s daughter, Sienna. When Angela learned where Sienna was, she visited, only to discover that Sienna already knew the truth about who her parents were. Together, the women fueled their hatred for the Golden Skulls off of one another. They made a game out of it. To see what atrocities they could get the Skulls to do next. They were sadistic, pathological, and evil. Everything from guns, drugs, and trafficking. It was all them. They even orchestrated my kidnapping and rape.

When Angela learned that her husband, Alexander, survived the attack, she hunted him down, only to die at his hand.

Reaching for my phone, I sent off a quick text.

Me:Did Elizabeth Craven have any other siblings besides Angela?

Sypher:One sec...

...... ...

Sypher:Yes. Charlotte Craven, born in New York in 1958. Married James Stone, born 1956 in New York. Younger brother to George Stone.

Me:Were the Craven’s originally from New York?

Sypher:No. Lincoln, Nebraska

Son of a bitch.

Chapter Thirty-One

Reaper

The barbeque was in full swing when everything went to shit. One of the fucking sluts that crashed our fun, shanked Aksana, and I lost my fucking temper.

“LOCK DOWN THE CLUBHOUSE!”

Everyone was talking at once while Claudia and George tried to save her life. Maxim, Illyria, King, and Bailey had rushed into the clubhouse when Cameron came out and told everyone the babies were gone.

With no one else around, I took charge.

“Dmitry, take that cunt to the bunker. Savage, go with him. Remi and Jess, get all the women into the clubhouse and stay there. The rest of you, I want this compound locked down tight. Double up, no one goes alone. Vladmir, let’s go!”

Trusting my brothers and the others, I headed inside to find total pandemonium.

Three kids had been taken: a Montclair, a Fedorov, and an Ivenok. For what reason, was still to be determined, but I fucking knew heads were about to roll. All I knew was the fucking bitch that shanked Aksana was Steele’s whore. It was what she said afterward that told me all I needed to know. The bitch said,I hope he kills them all.

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