The biker who broke fate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

It was Dominic who said it first.Third day in the safe house. Nora asleep in the basket, Webb in the front room doing whatever he did all day on his phone and laptop, the two of them sitting at the small kitchen table with tea going cold in front of them."You should call her," Dominic said.Maya looked up. "Don't," she said."Maya," he said."I said don't," she said.He left it alone.But it sat there between them the rest of the day. She could feel it. Every time Nora made a sound and she picked her up and held her she thought about her mother and what her mother would say seeing this baby and she pushed it back down and kept pushing.That night she lay in the dark listening to Dominic breathe and Nora make small sleep sounds and the house settle around them and thought about her mother sitting somewhere not knowing.Not knowing Maya was okay. Not knowing there was a baby. Not knowing anything except that her daughter disappeared one day and never came back.She got up at two in th

They found a place two weeks later.Small town, not too big and not too far from anywhere. Three bedroom house on a quiet road with a garden out back that needed work but had good bones. Proper kitchen. A school seven minutes walk away that Maya timed herself on the first day.They signed the lease with their real names and it felt strange and right at the same time.First night in the house they had no furniture except an air mattress and the moses basket and a lamp they bought from a shop on the way. Sat on the floor eating takeaway from the boxes with Nora between them looking up at the ceiling of her first real home."She looks like she approves," Maya said."She looks like she has no idea where she is," Dominic said."Same thing at this age," Maya said.They slept on the air mattress that night all three of them and it was the best sleep either of them had in over a year.Maya called her mother the morning after they moved in."We're somewhere," Maya said. "Properly somewhere. A

The letter came on a Thursday.Plain envelope, no return address, just their names on the front in print. Maya picked it up off the mat in the morning and looked at it and knew from the way it felt in her hand that it was from Webb.She put it on the kitchen table and left it there.Made tea. Fed Nora. Put a wash on. Came back and looked at it again.Picked it up and opened it.One page. Webb's writing, short and straight the way he was in person.She read it once then read it again then put it down flat on the table.Dominic came downstairs in his work clothes, new job starting early, grabbed his jacket off the hook."There's a letter," Maya said.He stopped and looked at her face then at the letter on the table. Came over and picked it up and read it standing there.She watched him read it.He put it down and stood there a moment."Brent," he said."Twenty two years," Maya said. "The man above him got more."Dominic stood very still."It's done," Maya said. "Webb says it's fully don

Nora at two and a half was a whole personality in a small body.She had opinions about everything. Which cup she drank from, which shoes went on first, whether the butter on her toast went all the way to the edges which it always had to or there would be consequences. She said no the way some people said hello, automatically and without much thought, and she said why after everything Dominic told her until he ran out of answers and had to make things up."Why is the sky blue," Nora said one morning at breakfast."Because it reflects the sea," Dominic said.Maya looked at him over her cup."Why," Nora said."Because they made a deal a long time ago," Dominic said.Maya put her cup down. "Don't," she said."Why did they make a deal," Nora said."Because they were friends," Dominic said."Why," Nora said."Eat your toast," Maya said.Nora picked up her toast and looked at the edge of it. "The butter didn't go all the way," she said.Maya took the toast and buttered the edge and gave it b

A call came on a Sunday morning.Dominic's phone was on the kitchen counter, buzzing while he was in the garden with Nora, both of them crouched down looking at something in the grass that Nora had decided was important.Maya saw the screen from the window.Unknown number. She left it.It rang off then rang again straight away.She went to the back door. "Dom. Your phone."He came in with Nora on his hip and picked it up and looked at the screen and something moved across his face that Maya clocked straight away."You know that number," she said.He didn't answer. Just looked at it ringing in his hand.It stopped.Then a text came through. One line.He read it and put the phone face down on the counter."Dom," Maya said."It's my brother," he said.Maya looked at him. In two and a half years she could count on one hand the times Dominic had mentioned his brother. Daniel. Older by four years, different in every way that mattered, last time they spoke was before any of this started and