Chapter Eighteen Quite The Crazy
Julianna
“NO!” Valencia screamed as she tried to stand from the chair. With her ankles tied, she fell forward and almost hit the floor. Her two guards immediately reached for her and stood her up.
“Sis!” someone shouted from the backside of the room.
We all looked over.
I gasped as I saw Deacon standing there with two very large guards. He had chains around his wrists and ankles. He still wore a suit though. It looked a little mussed but clean and expensive.
“I called Tito and had them bring Deacon down here,” Stephano said. “We need answers and he seems to be the only one to have them.”
“Deacon,” Valencia cried.
Deacon gave her a nod and a slight smile. Glancing over at Jarret then Redemption, he asked, “Why did you show her that video?”
“For the same reason you should see it,” Jarret snapped. “Film doesn’t lie. The truth was right there on video” Then he studied Deacon’s face. “Or have you already seen it?”
“He did have an intercept into our ranch URL feed for a while before I discovered it,” Logan told us. “So he probably has seen it.”
“You knew about this?” Valencia asked Deacon. “You said they murdered her.”
“And they did!” he exclaimed as he raised his hands and his chains rattled. “Or rather, my supposed brother did. He fucking drove her to it! He even handed her the knife, for fuck’s sake.”
“All the things he said…was that true?” Valencia asked.
Deacon slowly shook his head.
“Oh? Nothing to say now, Mr. FBI?” Glory snapped.
He looked over at Glory and smiled. “How are you, my firecracker cousin?”
“Psycho charm isn’t gonna help you here, cuz .” Glory glared at him.
Deacon actually chuckled. “You had to be drugged up when I had you. You bit one of my men so badly that he had to have six stitches and you almost crippled another. A true fighter.” He looked over at Liv. “Your cousin Liv became a Navy Seal and she trained in the CIA for fuck’s sake. You should do the same, Glory-be. Imagine the criminals you could beat up? Both of you are truly a credit to the Walker temper and fighting disposition.” He chuckled.
Amazing. The man had no fear. So charming too and articulate. I imagine he was above genius level as well. He spoke like he was just a part of the family and he admired the women for their courage. I admit it though, I admired Glory and Liv too.
“Wow,” Redemption said in disgust. “How can you talk about the Walkers like you regularly have supper with us or spend the holidays with us?”
“Right?” Liv agreed. “Did you forget about sending missiles to kill us all at the same time? Threatening babies and kids? And Ma even. How could you do that? Did you forget about the attacks on us and these repeated kidnappings?”
“Yeah,” Glory cut in. “Jarret was like what? Your fifth captive?”
“Let me see.” Liv held up her hand to tick off her fingers. She pressed her pinky down first. “There was Glory, Scarlet, Zed, Jewel, Ma and Jarrett, which you have to count Jarret twice really.”
I stared at her then looked over at Deacon. “You took all those people?”
He shrugged. “Now counselor, you know I should have my attorney present before I can say anything.”
“Wow,” Romeo spoke up. “You are quite the crazy, aren't you?”
Deacon stared at him, then he looked down at our joined hands. Gazing up at me, he asked, “You and him?”
I gasped at his audacity. Then I cocked my head at him as it suddenly occurred to me. “You knew! The day we met at the firm. You knew who I was.”
He smirked. “Of course I did.” He paused. “Well, not until I saw you. I mean you and my sister do look alike.”
“She is not your sister,” I argued. “Your mother took her. She pretended to be our nanny then she took her. Did you know that Valencia was taken from my family?”
For once, he had no pithy smartass reply.
“Deacon?” Valencia called to him.
Raising his head, Deacon stared at his supposed sister. “I didn’t know until I saw your twin last week. But honestly, I helped to raise you. You are my sister.”
“Genuine feelings?” Liv spat at him. “That would be a first. As I happen to know that you never had a genuine emotion in your whole fucking life.”
Deacon still looked unruffled as he joked, “Aww, that really hurts my fake feelings, Liv.”
She looked away as she wore a disgusted expression on her face. “It’s useless to even talk to you. You don’t even live in reality. You make it up as you go along.”
“He has to play it that way if he has done all the things you have said,” I agreed with her. “And what did you know about your mother, taking a little girl from her home?” I narrowed my eyes at Deacon. “For instance, did you know that she ran our nanny over and killed her? According to proof our private detective had, O did just that. Just so she could get hired as our nanny to take Valencia.”
“That’s damned cold blooded, Mr. FBI,” Romeo added. “Don’t you agree?”
Deacon ignored him and told me, “I had no idea she had done any of that.” He smiled as he raised his hand up. “I swear.”
Liv snorted as she scoffed. “Your word isn’t worth spit.”
His amused gaze moved back to Liv. “You’re still mad at me aren't you, sweet Livvy,” Deacon teased her.
Logan growled and stood from his chair as he stepped over to Deacon. “Be careful,” he warned.
We all stared at him now.
Ace or Logan hadn’t shown any real emotion all this time. Yet, you could see pure rage in his eyes.
“Yeah, you're still butt-hurt too, eh?” Deacon gave him that patented smirk.
Logan reached over and grabbed his suit lapels to lift him from the floor.
The two large Italian guards who stood on each side of Deacon, made no move on Logan.
I wondered what this was all about as Deacon’s feet actually left the floor. But I supposed that this whole family despised Deacon and they had good reason from all that I had heard here today.
“So go ahead,” Deacon urged Logan. “Punch me out. I wrecked your plans. Made a mess of your life. You know I deserve it,” he pushed at him. “You were hearing wedding bells then you were facing a funeral instead.”
Logan’s cheek twitched as he looked like he would kill Deacon…Right here in front of us.
I stared at this man, Deacon. He either had a reason for his actions and words, or he used them for some purpose. To get some particular result. Or perhaps, he really didn’t care what they did. I had studied a few stealthy criminals in the past as CSI was my favorite hobby and this guy was a conundrum. Here, he was in dangerous territory. In chains no less. Surrounded by people he had maligned, threatened and attacked in the past. Yet, he provoked them every chance he got while acting cool and amused even. However, I imagine just under the surface, a monster lurked. Upon this thought, I looked over at my sister. Was she one as well? Was it too late for her? Like what did she witness in her life? O had murdered people. Did she do it in front of my sister? Had she raised Valencia in a psychopathic environment?
“Logan,” Liv whispered. “He cannot hurt us anymore. I hate him too, but the sooner he is locked up the better.” She glared at Deacon. “But maybe he won’t be locked up? He will be six feet under. He did cross the mafia, so that usually means curtains. He’ll get what he deserves.”
“No!” Valencia exclaimed in a panic. “You all won’t kill him, will you?”
I slowly shook my head. This wasn’t going to end well. My hope to reunite with my twin would probably not happen. There seemed to be too much history and lies to put a wall between us. Too much for us to climb over.
“You thought we were killers already,” Jarret reminded Valencia. “So why not?”
She looked afraid and confused. “B-but…”
“But what, my dear?” Stephano spoke up. “He tried to kill my son Giovanni and his woman, Glory. My loyal guards were attacked as well.” He motioned to the large men. “Tito and Rocky. They are my nephews, you see? Zia’s boys…Familia. He sent people after my family.” His voice went low as he gritted his teeth.
Logan slowly set him back down on his feet.
“You really got strong after you lost that leg, didn’t you?” Deacon asked Logan as he snickered. “Talk about upper body strength.”
We all couldn’t help but look at Logan again. No one here would have ever known that he had a prosthetic leg.
Logan turned away, then he spun back around and punched Deacon on the jaw.
Deacon flew back as his chains rattled. He landed on his back on the hardwood floor.
Tito and Rocky did not immediately react as they stared down at the man on the floor.
Logan again turned and went over to sit in his chair.
Liv stood next to him and rubbed his shoulder consolingly as she slowly shook her head.
Laughter rolled out from Deacon as he still laid on the floor.
We all whipped our gazes back over to him.
The man just got punched in the face and he was laughing?