Chapter 11 (Killer)


    “Sienna.” The name and shock echoes through the air as Frost announces to all of us who it is we are


    dealing with or what.


    “Hey Ky, I think my baby is ready toe out, you mind helping me? And I got a present in the trunk


    for you,” Sienna’s chirpy voice says, but I can hear the grit in her tone.


    I push them aside, “How''s the spine?” I ask her, ignoring her unsettled gaze.


    “It’s good.”


    I put my hands under her legs and behind her back, and drag her out, using my legs as I lower my


    body to lift her up. Once she is close to my chest everyone moves out of my way as I walk her toward


    the house. She is fucking heavy, and the rain doesn''t make it a fucking simple task.


    River stands by the door waiting for me, “Take her to the lounge, Hannah is 5 minutes away.” He


    moves out of the way just in time as I move to the lounge area to put her on the dark brown lounge


    suite Kylie made me buy after her fucking fit with the ce.


    Sienna shivers as her back arches. Mercyes to her other side and rips off her lower pants as she


    screams. After and Frost drop to the floor with Mercy.


    “I need you Killer, she''s ready to pop,” Mercy says in a firm but loud voice.


    I give orders as my body and mind go into focus. I have done this before, for someone in this very


    room. I look at After as she drops her eyes. Yes, memories have a way of haunting even the tough


    ones. Sometimes those memories aren’t things they want to remember. We throw everything on the


    coffee table to the ground.


    I focus as I get the guys to help lift her to the long coffee table. I just needed to look at her opening to


    know she will not handle a natural birth.


    Mercy injects her with a hefty dose of morphine straight into the bloodstream as I throw alcohol over


    the de handed to me and burn it. I dip the de in the bowl of water Frost brings, and I cut a line


    across the stomach as Sienna gets drowsy. My subconscious mind can hear Spade telling the others to


    leave the room, but I am focused on the task as I tear into her stomach.


    Birth is a messy thing I would never choose to do. I cut away the thin membrane around the baby and


    put my hand inside her body, gripping the infant by its neck and slowly sliding it out of the body.


    I turn the kid upside down, shoving a finger in the mouth. The howl fills the air and everybody erupts in


    happiness. The after birth, liquid and other shites out as I hear the sirens. The paramedics are


    quick as they apply the drips and stitch her up. Thedy takes the baby from me, and hands me a


    scissor to cut the umbilical cord.


    She wraps the child in a nket, still bloody and crying. Everything happens in a quick session. My


    hands are covered in blood as I watch them, still as a statue as they take her away. Sienna is back.


    The paramedic looks at me with the baby in her arms and smiles, “You did wonderful daddy, he’s a


    strong boy.” She grabs her bag up and ces the baby in a stic cot.


    I say nothing but stare at him. His body is so tiny, fragile. Easy breakable. A sense of protectiveness


    shadows me, and I know I would have to protect him from his mother too.


    Frost nudges me, “Lets follow them.”


    I nod, and we rush to the 4x4 outside. Raven and Spade jumping in at the back.


    We arrive at the hospital just as they carting Sienna and her boy inside. Raven and Kylie rush off to


    follow them. I look down at the blood on my hands, realizing I didn’t wash them. My phone rings and I


    slip it out of my pants pockets, checking the caller ID. I frown, seeing River’s name shing.


    “What happened now?” I ask as my way of answering.


    “We checked the boot and found Natasha Bray inside. She’s saying she’s FROST’S sister.” The name


    has my mouth tightening. I should have known where Sienna goes, Natasha follows. Why did I


    presume after all these years Natasha would realize on her own that Sienna was a ma for


    problems?


    “I’m not surprised. Get her settled, I’ll let Frost know.”


    “Your brother phoned, he…” I put the phone down on his ear.


    I head into the hospital, and the smell of sickness clogs my senses. I’m going to have to clean my body


    and mind after this. Thedy at the reception area gives me a look I know all too well, as her hazel


    eyes drop to my jeans, and up my white t-shirt that’s sttered with blood.


    “I’m looking for the woman who came in with the paramedics,” My eyes don’t blink as I stare at her


    waiting for a response.


    “Are you the father?” She almost sounds sad, and since I have no qualms about lying, I give her my


    fake smile.


    “Yes, do you want me to sign in?” Her disappointment shows on her pesky face. She’s pretty, with long


    structured cheekbones, strong curved jawline. Knight considers that an attractive woman.


    I consider it flesh and bone. She is nd like most woman are, shallow, and probably a lousy fuck that


    thinks doggy style, is living on the edge. Not for me.


    “Yes, you can sign here.” She hands me the electronic board and I sign myself in as Peter Stiles.


    Hannah was going to have a hissy fit, but when has she not! Since the woman found out she was


    pregnant, the world around just made her angry.


    “What floor is she on?”


    “Miss Bray is on the 6th floor, in the private suite, room 202. Dr Stiles will be in shortly. Mr Kerby, our


    pediatrician is currently with your son. Are you rted to Dr Stiles?”


    “No,” I say as I walk down the lobby and get to the elevator. I don’t wait long for the doors to open and


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    press the 6th floor. This is the part where I am supposed to bring her flowers and put on a happy


    fucking face. Well, that is what I did when my brother, David’s ex-wife gave birth to my nephew, Aron.


    The boy and I were close. I didn’t have to pretend with the kid. He knew I would keep him safe and give


    my life for his. He was turning 12 this year, and I was going to keep him for the summer, so he could


    stay out of trouble while his father began his campaign for elections.


    My brother’s need for power didn’t gel well with me, and I wouldn’t vote for him. Since his wife cheated


    on him, he never moved past from that. His head has always been up his ally, and in the process he


    pulled Aron down with him.


    The kid didn’t deserve that shit, and I was fucking thrilled when Michael told me David was sending


    Aron to Liston Hills to stay with my mom.


    I wanted nothing to do with my family, but my mother was a trophypared to David.


    The doors open up to the 6th floor, and I see two nurses walk past in their flowery outfits chatting. I


    head straight for the doors that say Maternity ward and ring the button. It buzzes open and the fact that


    they don’t evene and check who the hell is buzzing pisses me off.


    What if I were here to kill someone? Sienna still hasn’t told us what shit she dabbled in this time to rock


    up pregnant. I remember thest time she saw me, her eyes pleading to stay.


    She couldn’t then, and she can’t now. She has to get her kid and get the fuck out of here as soon as


    possible. I’ll give her money and make sure the two of them are safe for Frost’s sake.