There was a chill in the air but Alex couldn't feel it. Couldn't feel anything but the heat of the flames that had swallowed up his baby girl hours ago. Couldn't hear anything over her agonized screams and pleas for him to save her tearing through hi skull.
Dawn had been one of the only good things in his life. No matter what he had done, all the fucked up shit in his life didn't exist when he was around his twin girls. Now Fawn was all he had left. Tig could feel what was left of his heart, his humanity, slipping away from him.
Why? How the fuck could this have happened? He had tried so hard to keep his girls separate from this part of his life. It was one of the reasons he hadn't fought their mother for more visitation rights when Dawn and Fawn where younger. And now this.
Tig shook his head and ran his hands over his face. The tears wouldn't stop. Just like the screams echoing in his head. He needed to get moving, get back to his house, get Dawn out of that fucking place. He managed to reach for his prepaid. Automatically scrolling down and about to hit send when he realized it was Kozik's number he had stopped at. Shit. Kozik had been dead for how long, now? Blown to pieces.
Happy would answer. Didn't matter what time it was he always answered his phone. It would take him a while to make the trip and get a bag but Happy would help him get Dawn back to Charming.
Jesus, how would he explain this? This wasn't one of those times he got a bit too enthusiastic with some whore and found himself trying to dump the body This was his kid! Murdered by the father of an innocent woman he had killed in the name of the Club. In Clay's name. Clay who lied to him. Made him think it was a rival to blame. If it wasn't for Clay this wouldn't have happened. Dawn's death, his feelings for Gemma, the hit on Opie that went so horribly wrong. Tig TRUSTED Clay and look where it got him. Kneeling over the burnt body of his baby girl.
Clay. Something needed to be done about him and Tig had a hell of a few ideas of how to go about making him pay.