The weight of the world feels like it’s been lifted off of my shoulders now that Wreck knows everything. He reacted just the way I expected him to. Well actually, it was worse than I could have imagined, but he still didn’t take anything I had to say well, and I always knew that was how it was going to be. Thank god for Shadow and his ability to always know how to help my brother. I knew Wreck wasn’t going to like anything I had to tell him. How could he with the entire fucked-up mess I had the joy of telling him about?
Even though he seemed calmer when we left, I knew he wasn’t. I can read my brother like a book, and I could see the rage bubbling just under the surface. He’s a bomb waiting to go off. I certainly think that I made the right decision when I mentioned to Ink that he was going to need to work off his emotions. Wreck is going to need that outlet, something fierce. If he doesn’t get it, something small and insignificant will probably set him off, and then he’ll feel like shit about it. That’s the last thing I want for him.
Hopefully a good workout with the guys from Devil’s Inferno will help him deal with all the strong emotions he’s currently feeling, and by the time he comes over to the Knightlyestomorrow to meet Immy, he’ll be more in control of them all. I know it’s going to take time for him to come to terms with everything. For him to no longer feel everything as strongly as he does. He’s literally just learned the truth. It’s no wonder he’s as emotional and affected as he is. I’ve had a lot longer to adjust to the horrific truth where Beau and Annmarie are concerned. Hopefully in time he’ll get to the point I am with it all. That’s my hope anyway.
Despite all the heaviness that came with our reunion, I’m happy. Why wouldn’t I be? My life is no longer being controlled by others, and my future looks bright. I have this budding relationship with Rex, my daughter is the most amazing kid ever, and I have my brother back. What more could I ask for?
I can’t wait for Wreck to meet Immy. Once he got over the initial shock of how she came into my life, he was gushing over all the pictures we took of her before we left. I know he’s going to love his niece. How could he not? She’s the most adorable baby ever. Though I could be a little biased there. But maybe not; it seems like everyone who has met her so far can’t help but end up wrapped around her little finger. She may love all the attention now, but I have a feeling she won’t be so keen when she gets older and has a bunch of overprotective men in her life. That’s certainly something to worry about dealing with in the future; for now I get to enjoy life with my sweet little baby girl.
Just before we left to come home, I did end up telling Wreck about Rex’s offer for him to see Beau and Annmarie once they were at The Holding Facility. He couldn’t have taken him up on the offer quicker if he tried. I don’t know what exactly will happen when he comes face to face with them, and honestly I don’t want to. I know it’s not going to be pretty. Whatever takes place will be between Wreck, Rex, and probably Shadow because I very much doubt he won’t be in attendance too. Whatever happens though, I don’t want to know. Knowing will only givethem more space to take up in my mind, and that’s the last thing I want. I’ve well and truly wiped my hands of anything to do with either one of them. The only thing I want to know is when Rex officially ends them, and that’s only because I want to know they’re gone for good and won’t be coming back from the dead this time.
Maybe that’s a little harsh, but honestly I don’t think it is. Not after everything. They don’t deserve anything from me. Not anymore. They made their beds, and now it’s time for them to lie in them and accept all the repercussions for their atrocious actions. The world will be a better, safer place without them in it. That I believe without a shadow of a doubt.
The way Rex and I were with each other for the entire time we were at Wreck and Shadow’s didn’t go unnoticed by my brother. I could see the curiosity in his eyes every time he glanced over at the way we were sitting, cuddled up together. He didn’t say anything at the time, but I know he will. Probably tomorrow when he comes over and has had time to think about it. Surely, he won’t have an issue. Not after he told Rex he forgave him for the part he played in Megan’s stupid fucking scheme. We all know it’s not in Rex’s nature to just harm someone for the sake of hurting them. While we’re on the thought of tomorrow, I need to remember to say something to them about finally getting their heads out of their asses about being in love with one another. I ended up getting too distracted with everything going on earlier to say something. I don’t want to miss my chance. It’s got to be done.
As soon as we got back and we’d checked Immy was all good, Rex disappeared to check in with Seth. I know he wants to get this mole situation handled as soon as possible. He hates not knowing who he can trust. Can’t really blame him for that, not when this traitor puts everything they’ve all worked for in jeopardy. I can’t wrap my head around how anyone within TheKhaos Group could betray them this way, but facts are facts. There is no denying that someone has done the unthinkable.
Whoever this person is, they’re going to regret what they’ve done. I have no doubts about that. There’s going to be a mile-long line of all the people who want a piece of them. They deserve everything they have coming to them and more. I’m not normally this bloodthirsty, but whoever this person is, they’re partly responsible for everything Immy and I have been through. I want them to pay for what they’ve done. I want them to be stopped before someone else is put in an unthinkable position the way I was. The way Immy was. They don’t deserve any goddamn mercy after what they’ve done. They knew exactly what they were doing each and every time they helped a known criminal escape justice. They knew full well that they were putting others in harm’s way.
On a positive note, Immy was a little angel while we were gone. Not that I expected anything less. She really is such a good baby. I seriously lucked out on that front. Flash and Jake even offered to watch her for me again anytime, and I fully plan on taking them up on that offer at some point. I want some alone time with Rex, where there will be no interruptions. If there’s one thing I can guarantee with a baby, it’s that there will be an interruption at some point. It’s part of the life of being a parent. God, I still can’t get over that I’m a parent. Maybe one day it will fully sink in.
I need to have a conversation with Rex about that. If this thing between us works out the way both Rex and I clearly want it to, then I need to know he’s okay with becoming Immy’s other parent. I can’t have him wanting a relationship with me but not some form of one with her. That just won’t work. I don’t think I have anything to worry about though. I’ve seen him with her. He’s so good with her, and she never has an issue being in his arms. It’s clear as day he already cares about her, and it won’ttake him much to love her just like I do. If he already doesn’t. She is easy to love after all. It only took me minutes.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Rex
Leaving Dre and Immy is the last thing I want to do now that we’re back home, but I know I need to. I need to see if Seth has gotten anywhere with finding this fucker. God, I fucking hope so. I want all this dealt with and put behind us. I don’t feel like I can fully focus on what I’m starting with Dre until then. Which fucking sucks. I want all my focus to be on him and his adorable daughter. Not this shitstain on society.
Entering Seth’s office is like walking into another world. There are so many monitors and computer towers in here. Like, no joke, every available surface is covered. Sometimes I can’t help but wonder why he needs so many, but he’s adamant they’re all one hundred percent necessary. I wouldn’t really know if that’s true or not; the things he does on them are like a foreign language to me. He’s tried to explain it all multiple times, but it goes straight over my head. I’ve given up trying to understand. I’ll leave all the computer shit to the expert and accept what he says is the truth.
I find Seth just the way I expected, typing away at a crazy speed on one of his many keyboards before wheeling over to the next station he has set up to do the same thing there. He’s clearly working hard at finding our rat. He’s so lost in his work he hasn’teven realized that I’m here yet. That’s the thing about being in our home; he knows he can lose himself in what he’s doing and be totally safe. He knows we have his back one hundred percent, and we’d never leave him in a vulnerable position. He’d never work like this anywhere else but here.
“Seth.” I say loudly, hoping to grab his attention. I know it’s a long shot. Normally when he’s like this, it takes a lot more than saying his name to get his attention. Not that I can really fault him for that. He’s always fully focused on the task at hand whenever it happens. Just the way it should be.
I repeat his name a few more times before I manage to catch his attention. I’ll take it as a win because I didn’t have to physically shake him out of his zone. It’s never a fun time when we have to do that. Seth’s first reaction is always to attack first and ask questions later. We’ve all ended up with many an injury when trying to get Seth’s attention, that’s for sure.
“Give me a sec.” He replies, eyes never leaving his screen and fingers still flying.
Doing as he asks, I wait. Leaning back against the door and watching him work his magic. There’s no other way to describe it. The things my brother can do on a computer are nothing short of magic. He’s fucking talented as hell. I could never in a million years do what he does. Saying that, there are very few people on the planet who can do what he can.
“Yes! You fucker! I’ve got you!” He shouts, breaking the silence in the room.
“Please tell me that what you have is a name.” I say as I push off the door and head towards the station Seth is currently at.
“Did you really doubt me?” He says as he spins on his chair to face me. “Of course I have the name. It took some digging, but I know who’s been betraying us. I am one hundred and ten percent certain too. There’s no mistaking what they’ve been doing right under our fucking noses.”
“Who the fuck is it? And by under our noses, do you mean they work out of the facility here?”
“Yeah, they’re here. It’s Richard, and he’s been a really bad fucking boy from what I’ve been uncovering. I’m leaving my shit running so I don’t miss anything. We need to know everything he’s done. By the time I’m finished taking a microscope to his ass, there will be nothing I don’t fucking know.”
“Good. I want to reverse all the damage he’s caused. Where are Austin and Micah? I already know what Jake and Flash are up to, as I saw them when we got home.”
“Last I knew Austin was somewhere in the house, and Micah’s not here. He’s staying with Cam tonight.”
“That’s good; we don’t need to worry about his safety while we deal with all this. Can you get the others here? It’s time to go and capture a rat. I’m not taking any chances. I’m going to have Flash watch over Dre and Immy while we go and deal with this fucker. He’s not walking out of The Holding Facility ever again. His life of freedom is over.”
“You got it. Go grab all our gear. I’ll fill the others in when they get here. I’ll explain the house’s lockdown system to Flash too. We can activate it the minute we leave. It will add an extra layer of protection for Dre and Immy.”
