Specter's Wake (The Devil's Armada MC Book 1) by Quinn Ryder

Author:Quinn Ryder [Ryder, Quinn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Specter

“What’s wrong with her?” Dutch asked, confused. “You would think a woman would be flattered when you profess your love for her. She seemed upset.”

Tank stood up, walked over to Dutch and leaned down so he was at his eye level.

“Alfie, we’ve talked about this. That wasn’t Heather. That was Faith, your daughter. Heather died six years ago. Right around the time you started losing your memory. I’m pretty sure it’s part of the reason your memory started to go. The reason Faith ran out is because it hurts her to see you like this. She just wants you to remember her. Think hard, Alfie, think about the day you held Faith in your arms for the first time. Remember watching her grow up—her first steps, her prom, her graduation. Try to remember your daughter’s face.”

Dutch looked deep in thought. You could see the concentration as he fought his illness and tried to remember Faith. Instead of recollection, tears filled his frail, wrinkled eyes.

Since the last time I saw him, Dutch had aged tremendously. He wasn’t that old, maybe in his mid-sixties, but the effects of his disease had withered his features. His hair was a lot longer now, hanging just below his collarbone, but I couldn’t tell because currently his hair was pulled back into a ponytail with an old, frayed hair tie. The color had faded from a once dark shade of brown to a white gray color that could be considered salt and pepper if the gray hadn’t taken over so much of his head. His beard was turning the same shade, but it was not as clipped and cleaned up as he used to keep it. He had gained some weight, especially in the gut—and he wore a dingy blue shirt instead of the familiar Armada cut he proudly wore for over twenty years. But it was his face that had aged the most. Weathered and troubled, his once bright eyes were dimmed with an unfamiliar confusion, like every face belonged to a stranger, and he had no idea when yesterday was or today began.

“I don’t remember,” Dutch whispered. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, Dutch. Maybe you will remember her tomorrow.”

Tank rose to a standing position and stared at me. “We need to talk, Specter. Now.” His eyes bore through me as he said my name with a fierce authority that had me almost cowering. I could see behind that narrowed glare—Tank knew who I was. He turned quickly to Dutch and patted him on the shoulder. “Alfie, I’m gonna walk Specter out and then come back for a second round of Gin. This time I won’t let you cheat.”

Dutch stared up at him blankly. Blinking a few times, he hesitated before speaking. “What is Gin?”

Tank frowned, patting him on the shoulder again. “I’ll teach you. I’ll be right back, Alfie.”

A look of life flashed back in Dutch’s eyes. He looked up at me and smiled. “Good seeing you again, JD. Don’t be such a stranger next time.

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