Chapter Three He Said, She Said
Romeo
I could not believe that my father just outright told her about this problem. About Deacon Walker…period. It was soooo not a good idea. Being his son, I could be liable for accessory to kidnapping and would probably not be able to defend my family if this all went sideways. I would have to recuse myself. Julianna however, could have possibly represented him. But now…she wouldn’t be able to. If she knew about the crime, she would be considered to be complicit. I openly glared at him.
Shrugging, he didn’t look at me for long as his focus moved to Julianna. “Ms. Regatta, I was forced to do this. Deacon had arranged to have my son, Giovanni and his fiancée Glory killed. My limo was shot at and pursued by other vehicles in a bid to do harm to them. I am told by my security if not for Ms. Glory’s skill, they all would have died. Also, that security is family as well. So Deacon set out to harm many in my family in one fell swoop.”
Julianna slowly shook her head in shock as she had to take a seat now. “This just cannot be possible,” she murmured.
Ignoring her astonishment, my father went on with his defense speech, “It is possible and it happened. However, harming my family is a threat I will not tolerate. My family will not be attacked. I will make sure the man is stopped cold. Then as you were just told, this Deacon has hurt many over the last few months alone. And he is a danger to all of us now. The Walkers are to be our in-laws and that makes them family.”
Julianna stared at him then gazed around at the faces in the room. “You really are NOT telling me you have actually kidnapped a federal officer, are you?”
“Federal officer,” Liv repeated as she scoffed in disgust.
Julianna looked over at her and asked, “So he is not a legitimate agent?”
Liv looked angry as she begrudgingly answered, “He is, but he’s been on the other side of the law for at least 5 years now.”
“So you say, Ms. Walker.” Julianna sighed as she again tried to explain, “You all cannot judge him then take the law into your own—”
“—hands?” Dante cut in. “You are wasting your breath here, Ms. Regatta. Bad Moon takes it into his hands and he handles it, legally or illegally.” He smirked. “Do you know where you are?” He motioned over to our father. “Do you know who he is?” He chuckled.
I glared at him. “None of this is funny, Dante.”
“It is not,” Julianna agreed with me. “What I need to know.” She again released an exasperated breath and said, “Now that I am involved, I need to know what the current situation is.”
I felt angry again. She was now involved in my family’s crime or crimes. So much for our legal defense in court if it ever came to it.
“Ok, so from what we know,” Glory spoke up. “Deacon has a sister. She had my father Jarret Walker kidnapped. And yes, it is for a trade. They have done this before as I just got through explaining to you.” She stared at Julianna. “I, myself, was used for that very thing in order for Deacon to get his mother returned to them.”
“And did that work?” Julianna asked.
“Well,” Liv answered this. “Yes and no.”
Julianna raised a brow at her then looked over at me.
I shrugged. “I’m new to this Deacon Walker situation, so I have no idea what happened before now really.”
“O killed herself before the trade could be made,” Talon explained.
Redemption nodded and added, “We did find out where Glory was and we rescued her along with another woman he had there.”
“He kidnapped two women?” I asked.
“It’s like a normal activity of his, it seems.” Liv shrugged. “He uses people as pawns.”
“I’m glad Mr. Descalia took him,” Glory said. “And I hope he never gets free.” She seethed.
“But he is an FBI agent, Glory,” Julianna pointed out. “Kidnapping is already a federal offense. Let alone kidnapping an officer of the law.”
“Only if the government knows about it,” my dad retorted.
“Excuse me for saying this,” Julianna bravely retorted. “But…those are famous last words uttered by many, Mr. Descalia. This is very dangerous for you. All of you.”
“It was already dangerous before we nabbed him,” Dante spoke up. “He’s been attacking the compound where Gio…I mean Legend lives. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m one for avoiding breaking the law, believe me. But this guy has to be stopped.”
“Can any of these things he has done be proven?” Julianna asked. “You have to at least be able to prove what you are claiming.” She looked around again. “You need hard proof.”
“Maybe but it is testimony mostly,” Liv answered her. “So it is his word against ours. A he said, she said type of thing.”
“And as you already know that is not good enough in a court of law. It is called hearsay to be precise,” Julianna reminded her. “He is a federal agent and from what I know, he has a long list of honors and valor citations. He is in fact considered to be a genius by the bureau. You are going to need hard evidence, like something close to a confession.”
Talon nodded. “How he has managed to be an agent all this time and work alongside his criminal mobster mother, I will never figure out.”
“I agree that he is good,” my father interjected. “One of the best criminal minds I have ever encountered.
We all looked over at him.
I could have sworn he looked impressed.
“Why are you all surprised at my admiration for such a feat?” he asked. “The man is a crooked FBI Agent. And to date he has not been caught. Nor does anyone in the Bureau or CIA seem to have a clue as to his mother’s identity and crimes. How in the hell did he do that?”
“And that is getting back to my original point,” Julianna said. “To stop him legally, you will need hard evidence of some of his crimes.”
“Well, I have this?” Glory interjected as she raised up a small flash drive.
Everyone looked over at her.
“What is that, my dear?” Stephano asked her.
“A video I took the day we all left Louisiana to head back home to Texas,” Glory explained. “We stopped at a truck stop. You see we all had to split up and hide, because Deacon was going to blow us all up.” She glared at Julianna as she added, “Women, babies and kids too. He did not care who he had to kill.”
Julianna slowly shook her head as she looked upset.
Dante motioned to Glory. “Bring it over here to my laptop, please.”
“It is from my phone. I put it on a pen drive in case we ever needed it,” Glory explained as she stepped over and handed it to him.
Plugging it into his laptop, Dante tapped the keyboard.
We all moved in closer to see the screen.
“So I wanna explain to you all what this was about,” Glory told the group. “We were attacked on the road earlier in the day by six ninjas as we called them. Riders on Ninja bikes. They were shooting at us. Deacon had sent them after us. So after we got our food, we passed the time by talking about the ninja rider s as we were calling them. So as soon as I saw Deacon there, I tapped video on my cell and I got almost the whole thing. Go ahead and play it.” Glory nodded at Dante.
The opening of the video showed some glasses and a table top.
“I wonder why they used Ninja bikes in particular?” someone closeby asked in the video.
“Because they are the fastest vehicles on two wheels, cousin.”
The camera view rose up to take in a tall, handsome man with dark hair and green eyes who’d said this. He stood close to the large table. He wore an immaculate dark blue Armani Privé suit. Giving them all a dazzling smile, he pulled out a chair and sat down at the end of the table. Then he continued, “For instance, did you know that the Kawasaki Ninja H2R is the fastest production motorcycle in the world? With a top speed of 249 miles per hour. It also has a 998 cc, four-cylinder supercharged engine that can produce up to 326 horsepower with ram-air. Basically, they are the Bugatti of bikes.”
A woman at the table asked with a gasp, “Agent Deacon?”
In an instant, metallic clicks echoed all around the table as at least a half a dozen handguns or more were all trained on the smiling Deacon.
It got so quiet, you could hear the Mac truck engines rumbling from outside as Deacon Walker sat at the end of the table. Slowly raising his arms due to all the weapons aimed at him, he smiled at the woman who had spoken. “Well, hello BB, how are you?”
“I have been better,” she replied. “Those ninja guys tried to kill us.”
“I felt pretty sure they wouldn’t,” Deacon replied. “Walkers are not easy to take down.”
“You’re a Walker too!” Glory exclaimed angrily through gritted teeth. She set her phone up against a glass of water as she rose from her seat and aimed her gun right at his head.
“And I am no different from other Walkers, no one has taken me down either, little Glory,” Deacon stated with a smile on his lips. “And please watch yourself, you need to be careful with that weapon.”
“No, I don’t need to be careful . I could end all our suffering right now and right here in two seconds or less.” She cocked her magnum and kept it trained on his head.
“If you care about your family,” Deacon stated as he looked around at the angry faces. “You will all lower your weapons.”
“That sounds like a threat,” one of the men at the table stated.
Deacon stared at him and said, “I beg your pardon, cousin. You and I have never met. Fate, right? Jarret sure has an imagination for names, I gotta give him that.” He looked around. “Fate, Justice, Glory, Liberty and…” He paused. “You all left Redemption behind, right?”
Fate actually growled now. “You are in no position to threaten—”
“Oh, but I am,” Deacon cut him off. “You really think I’d show up here without a plan? I advise you all to put your weapons away. If anything happens to me, the people you love will no longer be…well…alive.”
“Which people?” Bones asked.
Deacon looked over at him. “Well now, if it isn’t the President of the Rebel Saints MC, the original chapter, no less. Bones himself. I have to say your loyalty to my cousin Hawk is extraordinary. You and your men uprooted your lives for fucking months, man. Just to protect the Walker family.”
“All I wanna know is why,” Fate spoke up.
Deacon swung his curious gaze over to him. “Why, what?”
“Why are you here at all…” Fate glared at him while pointing his own weapon at him. “Why terrorize your own family. Why try to kill your Aunt and Uncle, your cousins. Why stalk, kidnap, bomb, and hurt people that are supposed to be your blood?”
“Wow, that is a lot of whys.” Deacon laughed as he looked highly amused. “I’m not sure I have time to answer all of that.”
“He believed his psychotic–killer–mother was in the right,” Talon said as he appeared at the far side of the table while aiming his gun at Deacon. “She burned her childhood house down at twelve, killing her little sister and her parents. What a wonderful child, right? She murdered Deacon’s father, burned him alive as he slept and all the man had ever done wrong was that he wasn’t his brother Jacob. Olivia Walker only did all she did so she could be with her sister’s husband. By committing that murder in a long line of murders, she separated Deacon from his own brother. Left them both fatherless. Murdered his uncle next with a knife to his heart and took him from his wife and kids. And that was because Jacob turned down her offer of infidelity when she asked him to run away with her. You see, she had gotten rich by feeding young people drugs and peddling baby flesh for cash. Oh yes, what a saint she was.” He scoffed in disgust. “Everything she did was because she was sick, jealous of her own sister and demented. But poor ole Deacon was raised by her, so he is just as sick and he refuses to see what she was. So there is no why…he’s just a cold blooded killer.”
No one moved or said a word. The tense silence was thick with murderous intent on both sides.
Finally, the smile on Deacon’s lips had disappeared and his eyes glittered with rage.
Talon nodded at him. “Did I miss anything, cousin ? I bet I did. She had tortured, raped and murdered so many people. Who could keep a body count?”
Deacon glared at him and bit out, “All of you had better lower your weapons.”
“And why would we do that?” Fate asked him.
“You do want to see your dad again, right?” Deacon asked as he stared at Fate.
Liberty, Justice and Fate, all froze.
Glory did not pause as she seethed, “You motherfucker!”
Legend who sat next to her, patted her hand as he whispered a warning to her, “Careful now.”
Deacon stared at them then grinned at Glory as he asked, “So is this your man, Legend?”
Glory almost growled at him.
Deacon chuckled as he shook his head. “Glory, Glory Hallelujah. You’ve got a temper, little girl. Better reign that in.” He nodded his head at Legend. “You need to listen to the good doctor.”
“You are a liar,” Talon accused Deacon. “There hasn’t been enough time for you to have taken them.” His phone then buzzed.
“You’d better take that call,” Deacon urged. “It is about the truth. Your parents are missing.”
Talon glared at him.
“Better hurry,” Deacon added with a smirk.
Talon grabbed his phone from his pocket and slowly raised it up to his ear to listen. Whatever he heard made his face pale. He then muttered, “I’m coming.” Lowering the phone, Talon glared at Deacon as he announced, “Ma and Jarret were taken, ten minutes ago.”
Horrified gasps went around the table.
Deacon nodded. “Now, you at least have an answer to why I came in here so boldly. I always have a backup plan. Unload your weapons and toss them onto the table.”
No one moved.
Deacon’s grin had returned now as he announced, “If you don’t and I am harmed or delayed, your parents will die.”
The guns all lowered as ammunition chambers were opened and bullets hit the table with resounding pings. Then heavy metal clangs rang out as the guns landed on the table as well.
Deacon looked over at Talon as he slowly lowered his arms. “You’d better run along now, Weston. Your family needs you.”
Talon shoved his gun into the back-waistband of his jeans and shook his head. “I can’t leave until you do.”
“Look Captain,” Deacon said as he raised an eyebrow at him. “You aren’t in charge here. If I am not in my copter in ten minutes, poor Ma and Jarret Walker will be history.”
“Go!” Glory yelled at Talon.
He shook his head and glanced at Bones. “I will call.” Turning, Talon headed toward the door.
Just then, a clink sounded as the phone fell from its propped position against the glass and the video stopped.
Silence had fallen in the study as everyone there looked truly angry. Then following the raging quiet, grumbles and swear words could be heard now.
“Oh, my God,” Julianna stated in a shocked whisper as she looked stunned.
Nodding at her, Glory said. “You still wanna us to let Mr. Law Abiding Agent Walker go?”