Zero and Beauty's Breath (A Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club Series Book 3 - 4)

Chapter 48 (Beauty's Breath) (Zero)

“No,” I say.

“When her mother ran away from her father it caused the biggest war between the Russian Mob and

the Catelli’s. Her mother betrayed her family to the Russians. They solved the problem after a year by

marriage. The more I found out about this Amariya Demarco, the deeper I dug. I didn't know at the time

she was a killer. So, I followed her. To me she was a kid that got a bad break and though I felt like shit

looking for her with every intention of taking her back to Lucca, I still did it. I told myself he loved her,

convinced myself she’d be better off with Lucca than living on the streets. It wasn’t long after I saw her

did rumours get back to Lucca's ears about her pregnancy.”

“There's your coffee.” The waitress places my cup in front of me and hands me the menu.

When she doesn't leave, I glare at her. The woman scurries to the other side of the small place.

“So, what happened then?” I ask my brother as I take a sip of the filtered coffee.

“I denied it, I said she didn't look pregnant. Not sure why I did it, guess following her I got a bit attached

to the case,” He chuckles and I find nothing about that funny.

“Lucca didn’t take my lies too well as you can imagine, but he didn’t touch me. I decided that day to get

her first and listen to her story. And I did, she was eight months pregnant, and hiding out in a doctor’s

room. I asked her why she ran from Lucca, she just screamed Logan, girl went into a fit. I left and went

back the following day not expecting her to be there, but fuck she was still there, so I broke in. Should

have known better. She attacked me, and would have killed me if her water hadn’t already broken. She

was going into early labour. Obviously, at the time I didn't believe it and thought it was Braxton hicks.

So, I took her. We travelled for an hour but she carried on screaming. She was sitting in the back of the

car. I swerved the car to take her to a hospital, but she said it was too late, the babies were coming.”

“Wait, what?” I’m not sure I hear him correctly.

He has the nerve to look ashen, “Yeah, Amariya was having twins, two girls, and I was going to deliver

the babies. Only, there were complications and by the time I got the first one out, there was so much

blood. We were on the corner of the road, I’d managed to call the ambulance, but Amariya insisted she

pushes. The baby was screaming, and I had to put the infant in the car, to get the other one, but that

one was already dead. Once the ambulance came, Amariya was in hysterics, going crazy. When we

asked them, what happened they said the baby suffocated, Amariya had it in her head I killed her

baby.”

“Then what happened?”

“Then I waited a few months, the first thing she did when she left the hospital was hand her baby to

Deno, who I had followed. Found out where the baby was taken, then I went back for Amariya, but by

that time she was gone, vanished. Few months later people started dying in numbers and Beggar was

the name whispered on the streets of Washington. A wanted Jane doe. The cops put a neat bounty for

her, one even a high society investigator like me couldn’t resist. Imagine my surprise when I found

Beggar, and was looking at Amariya, only this time she wasn't just a killer, she was dead inside. When

she saw me, she wasn't running away, she was coming for me. We fought and I tried to make her see

reason but she wouldn't listen, she stabbed me in the back of my spine. The knife planted right there,

and then she was gone, the last time I saw her was at the clubhouse a few months back.”

My frown on my face probably matches my brothers, and while most of what he said sounds true, I feel

that there is one important detail he forgot to mention.

I have known my brother my entire life, if he didn't offer this information now, then there is no way I am

going to get it out of him without a trade-off. And right now, the only trade-off I could offer him was the

one thing I will never give up, HER.

Beauty is the only person who could tell me the rest, but getting her to talk would be like using a shovel

to dig an empty grave, pointless.

“How's dad.”

And his change of subject proves it, and while I smile not giving anything away, doubt clogs my mind

and a sense of forbidding hits me in the chest.

Mercy was right when she said that a girl like Beauty doesn't want to kill someone for nothing. There

has to be a reason, and as I look at my older brother, and see how these last few years has aged him, I

know that I am not going to like that reason.

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The thing about truth, it always comes to life, maybe not when you want it, but it comes out. Spending

years serving my country, and years serving my club I know first-hand, how the truth can make even a

grown man whither.

It is a powerful piece of knowledge. But this truth, between the woman who owns me and my blood

brother, is going to be a destruction of all of us.

“Dad's good, he's moving to Kanla, decided to spend his last years that side, just got the news last

week.”

“Nice, at least you there to keep an eye out for the old bastard, heard you broke it off with Quinn. I

didn't see that happening, you need to stop jumping around with women and finally settle on down.”

“Look who’s talking, you don't even know the meanin’ of fuckin’ settlin’ your own ass down. How's that

nurse, still tasting the props?”

“I actually met someone, names Anna.”

“Anna? Wow, nice man. How's the recovery? I see you still with the crutches!”

“I can walk a bit, but my back kills me.”

“Better hope Anna loves to ride them horses.”

He rolls his eyes, “She is ridin' one horse.”

Though I keep our conversation light, I want to ask him why he wants to kill Beauty.