Then a voice boomed down the hallway.
“Where the hell is she? She thought she could deliver kids and I wouldn’t know?”
Joe Dalton. Leah’s ex. Three-piece suit. The man who’d thrown a pregnant woman out of his apartment because the pregnancy was “inconvenient for his career.”
Diesel grabbed Joe’s collar and pinned him to the wall. “Where were you when she spent a night on the street? She’s dead, Joe. My sister didn’t survive.”
“Where are my children? I won’t have them raised by criminal biker trash.”
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