Page 74 of Reaper Razed

“Okay, so… I think I’m your dad.”

“Excuse me?” She leans forward, mirroring my posture.

Sighing, I repeat, “I think I’m your dad!”

“Oh… I fucking heard you, alright! I mean, what the fuck are you talking about?”

Sighing, I say, “When your mum and dad were trying for you, something wasn’t working. Your dad decided a quieter life may help, so we set up the Adventure Centre. By that time, they were already under our private clinic, and whatever the medical reason, they couldn’t have kids together, so your dad asked us to help.”

“You fucked my mum?” She gasps and sits back in her chair.

“No! …Hades!” I sit back, too. Hades, we even react to shit alike. “No, I didn’t fuck your mum!”

“Well, what then?”

“We all made a ‘donation’, and they took eggs from your mum, and well, you get the gist!”

“Is that even fucking legal? Ethical? What the fuck, Pa?”

“It's a grey area, but with our connections …”

“So what makes you think I’m yours?”

“I’ve always thought you were mine. I mean, fucking look at us. It’s not like it’s not feasible. You’re too much like me not to be mine!”

“But Bas was nothing like you. We’re twins. That doesn’t mean anything.”

“You’re fraternal twins, which means two separate eggs, which could also mean two separate fathers. We never checked because it didn't matter; you were ours, but now they’re all dead. I just don’t want to live any longer without knowing if you’re my actual daughter… I want you to be. It’s all I can think about.”

“I keep hearing a lot of what you want! But what about what the fuck I want? You’re telling me my dad died. I murdered him, and he might not be my dad, then two of my pas die, and they could be my dads, so I could have lost my dad all over again?” She stands as she rises. “You’re a selfish arsehole, CADE!” As I rise from the chair to meet her, she punches me straight in the temple, and my eyes roll, and I fall back on the chair.

There’s a slap on my face, and I try to open my eyes. Bernie’s face is over me, and the boys are behind him, arms crossed, shaking their heads at me. “Well, that went well!” Bernie grins as he pulls me to my feet.

Shaking my head and trying to get the fog to clear. “It could have gone worse!” They all chuckle and shake their heads.

Dane jabs a thumb over his shoulder. “We’re gonna go after her. Erm… you’re not our dad, too, are you?” Dane eyes me suspiciously, but I shake my head. “Could you be her dad, though?” He eyes Bernie, and Bernie just shrugs.

“Let me know when you find her, won’t you.” I plead, but they will do what she says like they always do. They nod as they walk away.

Bran

Dane grabs a laptop and starts scrolling for Cade's truck, the truck she took when she hightailed it out of there, screaming at the top of her lungs as she squealed out of the parking structure.

“She’s heading back to the apartment! She’s either gonna fuck Steel or fuck someone up! Either way, someone’s getting fucked!”

Pulling up at the apartment, the truck is nowhere to be seen. Steel’s just walking across the parking lot and waves us over. “Shit, he’s gonna flip if we’ve lost her… again.” Dane points out the obvious.

“Hey… where’s Ray?”

“There was a… ‘disagreement’ between her and Cade. She took off in his truck. She headed this way, so she must be here somewhere!”

“Wait, Cade’s alive?” Steel grips the door and rips it open in shock!

“Of course he’s alive. What are you talking about?”

“We tracked the footage and the two body bags, and they didn’t get off the plane.”

“Fuck, it was Steven and JJ. We lost them on that mission, Steel.”

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