Iceman
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
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Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Conclusion
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For all the readers who have followed Satan’s Spawn MC Series & Sin’s Bastards MC Series.... Here is the Next Generation for the Sin’s Bastards MC.
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The beginning...
Boston, Massachusetts...Five years ago
Iceman waited for his visitors to show up. If this were all just some ruse, he would be pissed. When the President of Satan’s Spawns MC told him that he actually thought he had Calderone Vincinti’s long lost daughter, Iceman had wanted to tell him that was impossible. He and everyone in Boston assumed that girl was long dead. Then out of the blue, Deke Tory called him and claimed he indeed knew where the man’s daughter was.
This had better be legit as Iceman and his Sinners were putting themselves on the line here. The Family, also known as the Mob didn’t like being fooled or lied to. It would get you killed no matter who you were.
Deke and his men slowed their cycles and pulled in to the wayside just outside the city of Boston. When he came to a stop, Deke faced Iceman and his Sinners. He took off his sunglasses and reached out his hand to Iceman.
Iceman grasped it and they shook. “Vincinti wants to see us as soon as you got here.”
Deke nodded.
“Is your info true?” Iceman asked. “Do you know where his daughter is?”
“I think I do.” Deke stared at him.
“Let’s hope you do brother, otherwise he’s gonna kill us both.” Iceman started his engine and led the way.
Deke rode side by side with him and his men followed.
When they reached the warehouse district, Iceman raised his hand and curled his fingers into a fist.
Deke did the same.
The Satan’s Spawn and Sinners knew this was the signal to lay back. Apprehensive, they sat on their rides and watched as their leaders rode up to the warehouse alone. Everyone watched intensely as their cycles stopped beside the open door, they dismounted and went inside.
As Iceman and Deke walked in, Iceman could see several armed men standing around. Their footsteps echoed as they made their way to the table where a single man sat.
The man had a cool but intense gaze. Like someone who was used to wielding power and taking charge. He wore a suit and it was also perfection if a suit could be that. Nothing out of place.
Iceman knew this was Calderone Vincinti. Everyone in Boston knew his face.
Deke held out his hand.
Calderone hesitated then reached out.
As their hands met, Deke smiled. Hearing several ominous metallic clicks all around him, Deke let go of the other man’s hand and sat down. “I didn’t come here to hurt you.”
Iceman watched everyone in the room. This could all go bad within the blink of an eye and he always preferred to die with his eyes open. Since he didn’t know if mayhem would break out at any moment, he remained standing.
Calderone sat down. “Why exactly are you here Mr. Tory?”
“I’m going to reach into my pocket and bring out my phone,” Deke informed him. “I’m telling you this, so your men don’t shoot me.”
Calderone nodded.
Deke brought out his phone and searched for a photo. As he slid the phone toward the other man, he spoke, “She has your eyes.”
Calderone froze for a moment, staring at Deke, then he slowly reached for the phone. He picked it up with shaky hands and stared at the image on the small screen. When he saw her, his face paled by at least two shades. After all these years, he found himself staring into eyes he thought he’d never see again. “When was this photo taken?” he finally asked Deke in almost a whisper.
“Three weeks ago, when the redhead came to my club looking for her friend. I met the blonde for the first time seven weeks ago, when she came to work for me as a dancer. I had no idea who she was and neither did she.”
Calderone frowned. “What do you mean?” He turned in his chair and stared into the shadows.
An older man with gray eyes came out of those shadows and joined them. He took the phone and stared at the young woman in the photo. Turning his gaze to Deke, he introduced himself, “My name is Leon Vincinti, I’m Calderone’s father and this young woman’s grandfather.”
Deke nodded to the older man.
“Tell us what you know,” Leon ordered as he sat down beside his son.
“When I met Peaches—” he began.
“Her name is Kalliegh Paige Vincinti!” Leon snarled.
“Father, please, let the man tell his story,” Calderone insisted.
Iceman again, got nervous. This man wasn’t one that you riled up if you wanted your face to stay the way it was.
“I do apologize.” Deke held up his hands. “But she’s only been called Peaches since she was five years old.”
Leon looked over at Calderone.
Then they both stared at Deke.
“How is that possible?” Leon asked.
“She was injured at that time. My girl Cassie thinks she was in a car accident. She was covered in small cuts and had a bump on her head. Anyway, she didn’t speak for several months and when she started talking again, she called herself Peaches.”
Calderone shook his head. “That fits. Her mother was killed in a car accident when Kalleigh was five. We never found any trace of my daughter...it was as if she just disappeared.”
Deke’s face tightened in anger. “No...she just didn’t disappear. Your daughter was taken to a holding house, where she lived in fear for the next five years.”
“What sort of holding house?” Calderone asked as he leaned forward.
Deke set his clasped hands onto the table. “Gentlemen, I have a story to tell you. It ain’t a very nice story but you need to hear it. It’s about two little girls. Their names are Peaches and Cassie.”
It took Deke a while to tell the story.
As he spoke, a change came over every man standing in that room. His words shook them all.
Iceman was no different. The world was a cruel place, even he knew this, but what those two girls went through made him feel something. He wasn’t used to feeling anything in his life, but this was the worst story he’d ever heard.
When Deke finished, Calderone’s hands were fisted with rage. “How did you know to call me?”
Deke stared at him. “Cassie told me of the day you came to visit. The girls were about eight years old when you knocked on the door.”
Calderone frowned. “Whose door did I knock on?”
“Mrs. Eleonore Pierce.”
Calderone frowned as he thought about the name. Then he shook his head. “I have no idea who that is.”
“I believe Cassie said you called her Janie.”
Calderone and Leon froze.
Calderone paled and he slowly turned to stare at his father. When he turned back to Deke, he asked, “Kalliegh was there, in that house, that day?”
Deke nodded. “Mrs. Pierce paid a beat cop who brought her there a couple of years before. Cassie told me that when someone came to the door, all the children had orders to hide.”
Caldreone looked enraged. “I can’t believe she would do this to me!”
Deke swallowed hard and spoke quietly, “The bitch wa
s peddling kids at the time, she still is. Back then and now, she has people on her payroll that hid her activities. Cops, judges, social workers, they all were bought and paid for. She earned her money then and now, by selling somebody else’s babies.”
“Where is my daughter now?” Calderone demanded.
“She’s with my girl. I called earlier to ask Iceman if I could come and get them. He told me I couldn’t, that you had the city locked down, so I asked him to set up this meeting.”
Calderone glanced at Iceman for a moment.
Iceman nodded. Damn, he hoped Deke was right about this. He and his club were in this up to their fucking necks now.
Calderone turned to Deke. “Is she here in Boston?”
Deke nodded. “She and Cassie are in federal custody, waiting Mrs. Pierce’s arrest. Cassie made Detective Sullivan promise to find Peaches’ family. He made that promise, knowing he would never keep it. After they testify, the Feds are placing both girls in witness protection. They probably won’t see each other or any family ever again.”
Calderone tightened his fingers into fists. “That isn’t going to happen. Can you find the girls and bring my daughter back to me?”
“Yes I can,” Deke assured him.
Leon leaned forward and stared into Deke’s eyes. “Name your price.”
Deke’s eyes narrowed as he stared back at the man. Then his lips curled into a sneer. “I want nothing from you or your son. Cassie made me promise if Sullivan didn’t see through with his promise...that I would.”
“And you want nothing for your troubles?” Leon frowned.
“No, I do not,” Deke assured him. “I’m here for Cassie and her friendship with Peaches.”
Leon turned to Iceman. “What about you? What do you expect to get out of this?”
“I expect to get respect,” Iceman said quietly. “Respect for me and my club.” Iceman found that he suddenly also wanted to get justice for these two girls. His gaze moved down and he caught sight of the picture of this Peaches on Deke’s phone. His gut tightened. In fact, his whole body went rigid and he experienced something strange... an emotion. He had to help find her, then he hoped to actually meet her.
Something about her face touched him as nothing in his life ever had. The sadness in her eyes, or the little tilt to her lips? Fuck, he didn’t know what it was, but seeing her face had done something, nothing had ever done before—it rocked his world.