CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FOUR
Spider
Storming through the front doors of their office building he ignored the security and punched the button of the lift. Stepping inside he rode up then stormed past his PA to his office.
“Cancel everything I had in my diary for today. I don’t want to be disturbed, not under any circumstances.” He snapped over his shoulder as he walked into his office.
Slamming the door closed he locked it, strode to his desk and turned on the jammers. He was always careful and usually he would have called for one of the brothers to sweep his office but he didn’t have the patience to wait.
He had to talk to Ice.
Sitting in his chair he looked down at his phone slowly breathing in and out trying to calm down. It helped, but not much.
Tapping Ice’s contact he waited as the call connected.
“Spider, what can I do for you, little brother.” Ice had a smile in his voice.
“I…I…I.” He swallowed and tried again. “Ice, I just…I just found out that…that some whore-bitch stole my semen. I…I have a son, an almost two year old son I knew nothing about. Fuck, brother, he looks exactly like your boys, only he has my blue eyes with the yellow flashes in them.”
There was barely a second of silence before his brother spoke.
“Fuck, Griffin, are you sure?”
“Ja, I’m sending you the photos I took and the recording I made of my conversation with his mother. She admitted she stole used condoms and had herself inseminated, Gray. What the fuck am I going to do? She’s married to some rich fucking businessman and she says he has major connections. I want my son. I won’t allow them to take more from me.”
“Griffin, brother, keep it together for me. Let me look through the photos and listen to the recording.” Ice tried to calm him, not that it worked.
“I swear to you we will sort this shit out, one way or another. I’m going to set Ziggy on them. Give me their names.”
Holding his head in his hands he gave his brother the information he had googled on his walk back to the office.
“They’re so fucking elitist. Her name is Kristen Rutherford and her husband is Robert Rutherford, the second. So fucking pretentious. I didn’t know she was married when we fucked, brother, I swear it on my life.” The words sounded rough and felt almost forced from his throat.
“I believe you, bro. I’m setting Ziggy on them now. We’ll do a deep dive and see what we find. I’ll do some research on cases with the same precedent and I’m sure I’ll have some answers for you later tonight or tomorrow. You hold on for me, Griff, I got this. Where are you now?”
His stomach rolled and he nodded even though his brother couldn’t see him.
“At the company offices. Thank you, Ice, thanks for doing this for me. I know you’re busy but…”
“Fuck that, little brother. You’re more important than any fucking business could ever be. Go back to the clubhouse, talk to Kid and give Fish the information you have. The more people we have looking into these motherfuckers the better. I’m sure Noe will have her girl looking into it as well. Go talk to Kid and I’ll get back to you as soon as I have anything. And brother, don’t worry about mum and dad, I’ll fill them in. You concentrate on you right now. I’ve got your back.”
Not having to explain this shit to his parents had a tiny bit of relief sliding through his veins, not a lot, just enough to get him out of his chair and the office.
Ice was right, he had to talk to Kid and give Fish the information he had.
Grabbing his jacket he left his office, locked the door then headed over to where Andrew sat watching him with a worried frown.
“I’ll be out for the rest of the day. There’s something urgent I need to take care of. If you need me give me a call.” He didn’t wait around to hear the man’s answer.
When next he came to himself he was in his cage and speeding down the road to the clubhouse. He was going too fast but he didn’t give a shit.
It suddenly hit him. He needed to give a shit because if the pigs stopped him for speeding there would be a record of it. Something the fuckers could use to keep his son from him.
He slowed and travelled at the speed limit the rest of the way.
The gates opened as he approached and he was grateful he could drive straight through.
Parking in his spot in the garage he sat for a minute or so trying to get his head together.
It didn’t work.
He felt as if the foundations of his life had been ripped out from beneath him.
If there was one thing he could have counted on was how careful he had always been with covering his dick. Even with all his piercings he had never had a torn condom. He had practiced pulling condoms over the multiple piercings in his dick, not wanting to take a chance that they would tear. He even jerked off with a condom on his dick just to be sure.
And in the end it hadn’t even fucking mattered that he’d been careful.
He should have fucking flushed the used condoms. Should never have thrown them in the small bin in his bathroom. A memory slammed into him, of Genna berating him for leaving used condoms in the trash in his bathroom.
“Don’t be so bloody stupid, flush your used condoms down the toilet. Bitches are crazy, little brother, they’ll do anything to tie one of the Walker men to them. Even going as far as stealing a used condom.”
At the time he had thought she was crazy but had humoured her for a while. It hadn’t lasted and he’d gone back to dropping the tied off used condoms in the trash.
Now he had only himself to blame for the whore being able to steal his semen.
Sighing he got out of his cage and dragged his ass into the clubhouse.
He didn’t have to go find Kid, he was waiting for him with Dizzy and Fish standing next to him.
“Brother, let’s take this to my office and see what we can do to help.” Kid clapped a hand over his shoulder and led him down the passage to his office.
Collapsing in the chair across from Kid he pulled his phone from his pocket, unlocked it and slid it across the desk.
“I used my personal phone. The photos are on the camera roll and there’s a recording of our conversation.”
Kid started scrolling through the photos, a heavy frown between his brows.
“This kid is a Walker, there’s no mistaking it.” He said quietly. “He’s a fucking carbon copy of you when you were about this age.”
He passed the phone to Fish. “Brother, go do your thing and bring me everything you can find on this bitch. I want you to go back to her fucking childhood if you have to. The same with the husband. We need to move fast now that they know we’re aware of what the fuck she did.”
“You got it, VP.”
Fish got up with the phone in his hand. “Is it okay if I bring Star in on this one? She’s very good at digging deep.”
Spider wasn’t bothered that the club and Noe’s crew were going to find out what had been done to him. He needed all the help he could get.
“Anything, brother.”
Kid held a finger up to stop Fish from leaving. “Have a prospect help you go through stored footage. We need to find the weekend this shit went down. I want everything we have on her while she hung out at the clubhouse.”
“You got it, VP.” Fish gave them both a nod as he left.
He tried to remember the weekend he had fucked up his life but all he could remember was the bitch’s face and her big tits. It hit him then, he had gone after her because she had looked nothing like Strange. Strange had short dark hair, was toned and strong with almost no tits. The bitch had blonde hair, masses of bleached blonde hair, with big tits, a soft ass and she was short.
Not his type at all. He did not do bitches who looked like club whores, and that night she had looked like one.
Totally different to what she had looked like today. She had the socialite look down. The pale pink Chanel suit, the name brand bag and shoes. Her tits tamed by good underwear and her hair scraped back in a fancy bun at the back of her head. Diamonds in her ears, around her neck and on her fingers.
A rich bitch society mum with the nanny in tow.
Sitting in an upmarket coffee shop with other bitches just like her. All of them checking each other out for flaws.
He was still lost in his head when Kid’s voice intruded, drawing him back.
“Yes, he’s with me, brother. I’ve passed his phone to Fish. He’s on it already and I’ve put a prospect on the video footage from two years ago. Just in case we see something that might give us an edge.” He was silent and nodding.
“No problem, I’ll talk to you later.” He said as he passed his phone across the desk.
Spider drew in a deep breath before he put the phone on speaker and put it back on the desk. He wanted Kid involved in the discussion.
“Ice.”
His brother started speaking and Spider’s hopes crashed and burned.
“Griff, I’m so fucking sorry. The law is fucked up in this instance. You can’t sue her for stealing your sperm because according to the courts you willingly had sex. By having sex with her, even when using condoms, they see it as you gave her your sperm. Like I said, it’s a fucked up law that needs to be looked into. The bitch can even sue you for maintenance. It sounds fucking unbelievable, but unfortunately it’s true.”
A despairing groan slipped out before he could stop it.
“If I understand you correctly, what you’re saying is I’m fucked. She stole my sperm, got herself inseminated against my will and now has my son. And I may have to pay her fucking maintenance? What the fuck? What do I do now, Gray?”
Ice sounded highly pissed off as he laid out his plan of action.
“First step is I find us an advocate who specialises in the rights of fathers and their children. Secondly we get a court ordered DNA test so we can prove he’s yours. And finally we fucking fight them in the high court for full custody. That little boy is a Walker and I won’t give up fighting until he’s safe in your arms. Someone who does something as fucked up as stealing used condoms and having herself inseminated is not sane. And just as a side note, I’ll be going after her doctor as well. Her husband going along with her plans is another red flag. The two of them are either insane or they’ve been getting away with doing fucked up shit for years. This time they fucked with the wrong people. We’re not going to let them get away with this, Spider, I promise you.”
Spider appreciated that his brother had his back, but it sounded like there was going to be a long and protracted battle to get custody of his son. And while they were fighting for his boy he would be left to the mercies of the bitch and her husband.
It was as if his brother read his mind.
“I have to warn you this isn’t going to be easy or short. Therefore we’ll be petitioning the courts for visitation rights. While we fight for him in the courts you need to get to know your son. You have rights as his biological father and we’re going to make sure they are granted to you. I will be going in hard and asking for weekend visitation to start with. I will make it part of the order that the nanny isn’t included in the deal. She will spy on you and the club and we can’t have that. The down side is that unfortunately we’re going to have to fight the case in the Cape Town courts and not up here. If it was up here I would have been able to call in some favours to get dates speeded up and so on. But don’t worry, I’ll be talking to Gerhard as soon as we’re done here. He will point me in the right direction and knowing the way he feels about the family he’ll most probably insist on being on your team.”
Sinking into his chair Spider rubbed his hands over his face and slid his fingers into his hair, clenching them around the strands and pulling, hard.
It didn’t help to alleviate the feeling of helplessness.
He knew Ice would move heaven and earth to get him custody of his son but there were no guarantees. He might end up with one weekend a month visitation and having to pay the slut maintenance once they brought it to the courts.
It was a fucking gamble.
Drawing in a deep breath he sat up, looked at Kid, and slowly blew out the breath, gaining some calm.
“Thank you, brother, I trust your judgement and I’ll do whatever you tell me to do. You know the minute we take them to court they’re going to dig in to my past and dig deep. We all know I was wild during my teens and in my twenties, they’re going to find that shit and make it look worse than it is. And then there’s the club, they are going to make us look as black as sin. I have no arrests on my record or judgements against me but still, they…”
Kid stopped him before he could continue.
“Enough, Spider, enough with the negative. Yes you were a wild young man but you aren’t that anymore. Haven’t been that guy for years. Instead you’re highly educated and the CFO of one of the top group of companies in the country. You’re the brother who looks after everyone’s finances at the club. You’re the one who ensures every single brother here has life insurance and savings should the unimaginable happen. And then there’s the other side of you, you’re protective of your family and friends, so protective that you put your body between Nika and her attackers during an attempted kidnapping. And were badly injured.” He shook his head. “These are only a few of the qualities of the man that you are, there are so many more. Like the good son you are to your folks and the good brother you are to your siblings and the fantastic uncle you are to your nieces and nephews. The good overshadows any shit they might find, Spider. Remember that.”
“Listen to Kid, little brother, he’s telling you like it is. Don’t go down a dark path with this shit, have faith instead. Have faith that we’ll succeed and bring your boy home.” Ice said quietly.
“Thanks, both of you, I needed to hear that. I’ll try my fucking best not to lose it but you have to know it’s going to be damned difficult.” He gritted his teeth then relaxed.
“There’s a part of me that wants to load up with guns, go out there and take what belongs to me. Not that I would ever do that shit, no one wins in a situation like that. There are only losers at the end of the day. I will be waiting to hear from you and praying that you find someone who will be willing to take on my case. For now I’m going to take my board and catch some waves. It will help me to relax and concentrate on something other than my problems.”
“Good idea, brother, very good idea.” Ice said then added with a smile in his voice. “Remember your sunscreen, don’t want you looking old before your time.”
Ice and Kid laughed and Spider shook his head.
“Fuck off, both of you. And just so you know, I do use sunscreen because this pretty face needs to be preserved.” He teased.
“Fuck, he thinks he’s pretty.” Kid ragged him while shaking his head.
Ice let out a deep belly laugh. “I know, sometime soon we’re going to have to sit him down and tell him the truth.”
Grinning Spider shoved up out of his chair and throwing up both middle fingers walked out the door.
He knew they had done it to try and get the shit in his head to lighten a bit. There was only one thing that would work today.
He was going to get in the water and for a little while stop thinking about the little boy that had just exploded the easy life he had been living.
He was a father.
Something he hadn’t planned on being until he was much closer to forty than thirty.
Getting on a board and riding the waves, that’s what he was going to do.
Riding the waves and forgetting for a little while.
No, not really forgetting.
It was more like the waves and cold water would act as a reset for his mind.