Page 14 of New Beginnings
“What in the hell,” he said, shaking his head. “What else did Rebel say?”
“She said she was going to dig more, and she’ll call me as soon as she has something.”
“If there’s something out there, Rebel will find it.”
“You have a lot of faith in her.”
“Rebel is good people. If there’s anything out there, she’ll turn over every rock until she finds it.”
“I just want to find out what the fuck was going on with my wife, and why the hell the police covered it up. I think if I could find that out, I might be able to get some peace.”
“And move on,” Caesar said.
I nodded. “And move on.”
I never wanted to admit that not knowing what really happened had kept me from moving on with my life, but now that I’d got some answers, I think that was hindering me. And I didn’t believe I would have made the connection if it wasn’t for my attraction to Rebel.
For the first time in a long time, I wanted to get to know another woman. Had I felt guilt for that attraction? Yes. For a fraction of a second. But I can’t live in the past forever. Dani and Luca were gone. And finding out what happened that night would allow me to move beyond it. I’d find peace once Dani and Luca found the peace they deserved.
“What’s the next steps?”
“I want you to stop by the daycare.”
“How are we handling that?”
“I want answers, Caesar. Do what you need to do.”
He looked at his watch, then stood. “I’m heading over there now. I’ll let you know which way it goes.”
As soon as he left, I grabbed the picture of Dani and Siobhan from my desk and sank back into my chair. I looked at the picture I took a few days before Dani and Luca died, and memories of their laughter and joy came flooding back. I loved the smile on their faces. My daughter was happy. Dani was happy. Or at least I thought she was. Now I don’t know what to believe.
Could she have been happy if she was keeping shit from me?
NO NEED TO WORRY
Rebel Pierce
I just wanted to pull my damn hair out and scream. Never in my life had I faced so many obstacles while trying to find out some of the most basic ass information, like who responded to Dani’s accident. Simple shit like that should be documented because it was police policy that all responders to any calls be recorded no matter how small the incident. A traffic accident that killed a pregnant wife and mother wasn’t a minor incident.
Unfortunately, there were no records available for that day, showing the officers who were present at the scene or the call logs from the 911 call center regarding the accident. It was like everything had vanished, like it never existed. It looked more and more like J.D. might have a point because everything was pointing to a coverup.
A massive coverup.
“But the question is why.”
I understand the relationship between Demons United and the local police wasn’t good. That was expected. The club was a one percenter motorcycle club involved in all kinds of shit, but to me it would be extreme to cover up her death just to get back at the president.
Something else has to be going on.
“Fucking ridiculous,” I mumbled as I broke through another one of the never-ending firewalls I had encountered. “What in the actual fuck.”
“I could ask you the same thing.”
I looked up from my work and watched my sister as she sat in the chair in front of my desk in my home office. With a key to my place, she had no problem letting herself in whether or not I was here.
Despite being twins, our personalities couldn’t be more different. Everything about us was different—the way we dressed, our hair, even our personalities—everything except for our identical faces. Rumi was on a saintly level, while most people, like our parents, considered me a sinner destined for Hell, while raising hell on earth.
“I didn’t even hear you come in.”
