Mad Dog (Angel’s Rebellion MC: #2) (Angel's Rebellion MC), стр. 109

“Mom told me that my dad was in the military and that his name is Slade Wesley Dillin.”

“Why didn't she ever contact him, Slade?”

A sad look crossed his face. “She said that he'd given her his phone number, but she'd lost it. Said she remembered telling him she lived in Kentucky, but didn't think she'd ever said the town's name she lived in. Said she tried calling the base as soon as she got home, trying to contact him and they wouldn't tell her anything. Then she tried again when she found out she was pregnant with me. Had the same results trying to contact him that time too.”

Fuck. She'd fucking tried to find him and was blocked. How fucked up was that?

“Why you asking me this, Viper?”

~*~

Slade

I was curious as fuck wondering why Viper was asking me about my dad. I had no clue where he was going with his questions.

“Slade, do you remember meeting the Prospect, Casper, the other night?” Viper asked me.

“Yeah, why?”

I watched as he reached over to Dog's desk and picked up a picture. He looked at it a moment then looked at me. Silently, he handed me the picture. I glanced down at it and my breath caught in my chest. I shook my head slightly to clear my vision, I was sure I was seeing things. Staring up at me from the picture was a man who could be my fucking twin. I looked back at Viper, confusion clear on my face.

“What...How... Who is this?” I stuttered out.

“The man's name is Zane. He's Casper's younger brother.”

“He fucking looks just like me,” I mumbled as I looked back at the picture.

“Yeah, he does, doesn't he? Casper came to us this morning with that picture and a story,” Viper sighed deeply.

“Slade,” he paused until I raised my head to look at him. “Casper's last name is Dillin. His dad's name is Slade Wesley Dillin.”

I jerked back. If I had been standing, I would have fallen down.

“What?” I demanded. “He said what?”

“He said he's pretty sure you're his little brother, Slade.”

I felt like I had just been hit with a damn poleaxe. The thoughts in my brain were scrambling, trying to process all he had just told me. I looked back down at the picture and realized I couldn't see it clearly, there were fucking tears in my eyes. I have two brothers. I have two fucking brothers and Casper knew where my dad was. Oh, fucking Christ. I'd found something I'd wanted all my life just when I was losing my mom. God. Damn. Life was so fucking unfair. The ache in my heart was literally taking my breath away.

“I need to talk to him, Vip. I gotta talk to him. Please, I need to talk to him.” I heard myself begging Viper like some damn little snotty-nosed kid, but I didn't fucking care. I had a brother that was living right here in this Clubhouse. I needed to see him. Now.

“Slade,” Viper paused and cleared his throat. “Son, your brother and your dad are in the Great Room.”

I heard his words as if they were coming from a distance and the moment they connected to my brain, I stood so fast the chair flipped, then I ran out the door, down the hallway and into the Great Room where I slid to a stop and looked at the men standing across the room from me. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. There was my dad. I looked just like him. Oh, sweet Jesus. That was my dad. I finally found my dad as I was losing my mom. The pain was staggering. Without even realizing it, I began walking toward him and he was meeting me halfway.