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“The fuck you are,” I snarled, my scowl causing him to back up a step. “There was no father listed on the birth certificate.”
“Well…uh…Laura and I had a…uh, falling out. And she was just being a bitch—”
Before he could say anything else, I was around the desk and had my hand around his throat. “Think very hard about what you say next, asshole.”
Since he couldn’t talk while I was choking him, I eased up my grip.
“She was mad at me, okay? I was shocked when she turned up pregnant, and I didn’t…uh…handle it well. But I’m here to get her now.”
“Get who?”
“My daughter.”
My eyes narrowed. “Tell me her name.”
Kenny looked panicked for a moment, and I used my hold on his neck to shove him toward the door. “Get the fuck out of here. Don’t come back.”
“I have a lawyer. He’s gonna get a judge to order a paternity test.”
I’d turned my back on him, but his words halted my steps, and I pivoted around. I wasn’t sure what his rights would be if he was proven to be Corinne’s sperm donor, so I probed a little more. “Why now?” I asked curiously.
“I just found out about her.”
“How?”
“My deal”—he stopped suddenly, realizing that telling me his dealer was his source was probably a really stupid idea—“um…this guy we both knew. He told me about Laura and that some rich-looking chick was asking around about the baby’s family.”
And there it was…a rich chick.
“I found out who they gave her to and asked around about you.”
Which means he’d looked into me and figured out I had money.
“What do you really want?” I sneered. “Stop acting as if you give a shit about my little girl.”
Kenny blinked, and I could practically see how hard his sluggish mind struggled to work through his thoughts.
“I might be willing to give up my rights,” he drawled as he shoved his hands into his pockets. “To, you know, give her a better life.”
My jaw clenched hard as I silently seethed, doing everything in my power not to kill the fucker. “For how much?” I gritted out.
“A hundred grand.”
That was all she was worth to him? How could he ask for so little? I would give every penny I had to keep my girls safe. But I was pretty sure this asshole was no threat, and after years of bailing out Laura, I was sick of my money going up someone’s nose or through a needle.
However, I’d consult a lawyer after I took out the trash.
“Get the fuck out of here,” I growled. “My baby girl isn’t for sale. Stay the hell away from us, or you’re gonna find yourself facing down with the Iron Rogues.”
“We’ll just see about that,” he muttered before turning and practically running out of the shop.
I stood there for a minute, trying to call the fuck down, but I was itching to go after the guy and put a bullet in his skull.
“Why don’t you go call Nevada,” Dahlia suggested softly.
Nevada was the club secretary, but he was also our lawyer. “Yeah,” I muttered, turning around and marching back to my office.
After explaining the situation to him, he was silent for a few seconds, then grunted, “Honestly? Just pay the motherfucker.”
