Chapter 31

                                    

                                          
"Can I hold her?" I asked no one in particular. 
                          
Nestor picked her up while Happy pressed the button to lift the back of the bed to a seat. He placed her in my arms and her dark brown eyes peeped open. I still couldn't believe a perfect little thing could come from such a damaged person. I kissed her soft black hair and breathed in the new baby smell and frowned. I knew that scent but I couldn't place it. 
                          
"What soap have you been using?" I asked the nurse who shook her head.
                          
"Just water until they are older, anything else on a prem baby is too harsh on their skin." She replied.
                          
I inhaled deeply and caught the sweet floral scent once more but for the life of me I couldn't figure it out. 
                          
"What's new?" I asked the men as I continued to stare at our baby. 
                          
When I didn't get a reply I looked up and could see they were having a discussion with their eyes. 
                          
I snapped my fingers at them to get their attention. "Hey, Jedi knights, tell me whatever it is you are trying to hide." 
                          
The nurse had left the room so I placed Ronnie back in her bassinet so she could sleep. When she was settled I pinned my eyes on the men and watched them grow uncomfortable.
                          
"What do you know about LOAN? The league of American Nationalists." Happy asked.
                          
"The nazis? More than I want to." I replied and watched him frown at the answer.
                          
"The Mayans started running heroin for a new player, some white separatist that moved into Tijuana. They have taken over the space left from Vatos Malditos." Nestor explained.
                          
"A nazi in Mexico? That doesn't seem like a smart move." I snickered. "Where does that leave Galindo?" 
                          
"We are managing but I'll be across the border most days dealing with this. Happy too, since the Sons have dealt with this guy before." 
                          
I had expected them to continue their work so it didn't come as any surprise but it would have been nice to have a few days to settle in. In my head I only became a mother about an hour ago thanks to the 34 day nap I had.
                          
"How bad is he?" I asked Happy, my eyes shooting to Ronnie. Above all else she had to be safe.
                          
"Bad. He got most of us 14 months in Stockton, had Gemma raped, almost killed Chibs and was an FBI informant." He said with a sigh. "We thought he was gone for good but Ethan Zobelle is worse than fucking Herpes." He paused before he quickly said, "Not that I know." 
                          
"Ethan Zobelle?" I said as I began to feel sick. 
                          
My ears were ringing with the name I never wanted to hear again. I heard alarms going off and realised my heart rate had shot up again but for a much different reason. 
                          
"Calm down Violent. We ain't gonna let him hurt you or Veronica." I heard Happy's deep voice calm me down. 
                          
"It's not me I'm worried about." I knew how bad this man was. He was a blight on this earth. "He doesn't like me but he won't hurt me." 
                          
"What do you mean? How the hell do you know him!" Happy growled.
                          
"My last name, Losa, is my mother's maiden name. I started using it after I found my fathers side of the family. I wanted nothing to do with those assholes." I took a breath before continuing. "My fathers family disowned him because he married a Mexican but mom's family disowned her because dad used to be a leader of LOAN. My dad, Micheal Zobelle, was Ethan's older brother." 
                          
Happy's jaw clenched and he pushed his chair back, grating against the floor harshly and walked out. I stared after him wondering if I should have just shut my cake hole. It wasn't like I was the one who did all that stuff to his club. I looked at Nestor to see if he was going to storm out too.