Rage winds the box up again and sets it on the table. Mila drops to her knees, resting her chin on her hands to watch it. She points to the duck in the middle. “This Mila.”
Rage laughs and then smiles.He smiled!My heart skips a beat.
“No way. You’re a duck?!” He places his hands over his chest like he just can’t believe it.
She nods, giving him an ornery but shy grin. She points at the little boy. “This Daddy.” And then her tiny finger pats the girl on the head. “And this is Mommy.”
Everything after that becomes blurry.
“We’ll pack you a few more things, just in case you decide to stay,” Lily says, helping me to my feet.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Rage
“What do you fucking mean you lost her?!” I yell into the phone.
Shelly reaches up and gives me a smack on the face before continuing to fix my tie.
“I think he would look more distinguished with a nice Stetson,” Cowboy says, leaning against the counter.
Mila is running around the lobby of the Inn chasing one of the resident cats.
“I’m telling you the bitches in Nevada are crazy. They sent me on a fucking crazy goose chase, and next thing I know she’s gone,” Carver says. “But chill …” The phone cuts out. “Fuck … man.”
“You’re cutting out. Are you on the road?”
“Soon,” he says and then the phone goes dead.
My gaze slides around the room as club members gather to support me and my sister. We’re walking down to the courthouse together. “Find me a twin,” I snap at Prospect.
“Yes, sir,” he says, turning on his heel and walking out of the Inn.
I try calling Carver back, but he doesn’t pick up.
He was supposed to bring her back. I gave her two weeks. In my opinion, that’s more than enough time. Now that everything’s calmed down, there is no reason she shouldn’t be home.
“We better get down there,” Wolfe says, his hand wrapped firmly around Mila’s to keep her out of trouble. It hasn’t taken her long to get comfortable with everyone.
“Yeah,” I agree.
He pats me on the back. “You’ve got this.”
As we’re walking over to the courthouse, Prospect runs up to me. “Couldn’t find either of the twins, but Carver’s back. He’s waiting for you outside.”
“You can head back to the Cage.”
“Will do.” He shakes my hand. “Good luck today.”
“Thanks, brother.”
Carver is leaning against the building. He drops his cigarette to the ground as we approach, falling into step beside me.
“I know you’re pissed, but those women over there are cunts.” He holds the door open for Mila and me.
“I don’t want to hear it. We need to find the twins. They’ll know where she’s at.” I stop to straighten my suit. “Right there,” I say, spotting them standing by a long bench in the hallway. “Fuckers,” I whisper under my breath.
“Sweetheart, you have to stay with us,” Wolfe tells my baby sister as she tries to pull away from him.