B4/C12

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Rage

"I was watching around Moxxie's house again and someone pulled up, a guy in a BMW. He looked around, knocked on the door and pecked through her windows. I'm not sure who he is but maybe Rage or even Moxxie could ID him?" Twitch says, he gave me a photo of a guy walking towards Moxxie's house. From the photo, it was a bit hard to see.

"I think it might be the doc, call Moxxie in, she will know for sure," I tell Hawk, he nods his head. Spike got up and called for Moxxie to come over, Hawk gave her the all-clear to enter the room and when she did she stood by my side. 

"Twitch found someone snooping around your place. Knocked on your door and tried to peck through your windows. We want to see if you knew him." Hawk tells her from across the table, she nods her head and Twitch pushes his laptop towards us. Moxxie presses play on the footage, we both watch the screen as the guy gets out of his car, looks around and walks to her front door. Knocks and waits but when no one answers he looks through her windows. 

"It's Phil," she says.

"Are you sure?" Hawk asked her.

With a nod of the head, she answered him "Yes, that's his number plate on the car and that's definitely him. He always wears suit pants to work." 

"I'll get Twitch to look into him. Can you tell us about him from what you know?" Hawk asked as he leaned back in his chair.

"He's one of the top doctors at the hospital" she shrugs her shoulders "he didn't share much but his brother is Mitchell..." she says, I saw Whiskey and Hawk tense. They knew what she meant by that.  "I didn't know until they were standing next to each other a week ago" 

"Twitch" Hawk growled out. 

"On it" Twitch stuttered as he typed at his laptop, no doubt looking the shit up. 

"You may go," Hawk tells Moxxie, she squeezes my shoulder before leaving the room, closing the door behind her. 

"She's right, his half brother is Mitchell. Same dads, different mums. Phil is older by 10 years. Their dad used to be a doctor too before he died of cancer a few years ago." Twitch says to everyone in the room. "Mitchell was in the same year as Logan and Moxxie. He was in the football team until he got kicked off the team for having a broken arm and leg" Twitch went on to explain, Hawk, smirked when he heard broken arm and leg. "Hang on… Phil used to be married…"

"Used to be?" Whiskey asked. Twitch nodded his head.

"To a Wonda Brown, about 5 years ago it says her family reported her missing but the police did nothing. No news coverage, no searches, Phil was questioned but that was it, they stopped after that." 

"Can you give her family a call? Get some information about this guy?" Hawk asked Twitch. Twitch nodded his head before Hawk went on about other things for the club.

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Third-person pov

Once the guys had finished church, Twitch remained in the room typing at his laptop but he grabbed it and walked out of the room towards his dorm. Once he sat at his desk he found the number he was looking for and called it. 

"Hello?" They answered after a few rings.

"H..Hi, you don't know me but my name is Ricki. I'm trying to look for some information about a Phil Zipes" Twitch stutter,  sighing to himself but the lady on the phone became silent for a moment. "Hello?" He called out again, wondering if she was there.

"Why? Are you a reporter?" She asked him. 

"No ma'am, I.." He sighed once again trying to control his stutter, he hated it. "A friend of mine works with him, there was an incident about 8-9 years ago with his half brother and I'm just trying to look for some information about them."

"Phil Zipes…" she begins with a slight snarl in her voice. "Made my sister's life hell. At the start of the relationship, he was nice but didn't take no for an answer. A year into their marriage, he became aggressive, hated the clothes she wore and always wanted her to cover-up, no skin at all. It was weird until I saw her bruises. Wonda stopped coming around her family dinners etc. Phil and my father had an argument about her not ever seeing us and he blamed us and that she never wanted to see us ever again, it broke my parent's heart hearing that sorta thing, you know. Six months later I saw her when I went over to her place, she was skinny like really skinny, you could ever her bones. A month later she went missing." Twitch could hear over the phone, Wonda's sister was crying. 

"We reported it but the police did nothing. We told news reporters and they did nothing. It was like when Phil went to be questioned he had paid them off to be quiet. If your friend is seeing him please tell her to stop, I don't want her to go through what my sister went through." 

"T..thank you" Twitch stuttered, he could feel the sadness in her voice. "And I'm sorry for bringing up the past but this helps me out a lot" 

"I hope it does, he should be locked away." She tells him before saying goodbye, as Twitch leaned back in his chair, he sighed running his hands over his face not realizing that Mute had walked into the room. Mel had told her to go talk to Twitch but as she walked down the hall she was wondering what to say, what to tell him. They hadn't spoken for a very long time and all the memories that they shared ran rushing back. Mute watched as he ran his hands over his face, he looked tired as he sat there. 

Sensing someone standing at his door, he looked over and saw the beautiful Hispanic girl he used to love. Over the years of not seeing her, she had filled out more, got a lot more tattoos. She became more beautiful in his eyes. Twitch watched her as she opened and closed her mouth like a fish, she didn't know what to say to him, he didn't know what to say to her. Within a minute of standing there looking at him, she spun on her heel and walked away, mentally arguing with herself. 

"Did you talk to him?" Mel asked once she saw Mute walk out of the hall. 

'I can't' Mute signed to her, shaking her head Mute walked past her best friend and out of the clubhouse. Mute had a feeling someone was watching her, she knew he would be walking her from his camera, once at her car she looked straight at the camera, sighed and got into her car. Mute never stopped loving him. 

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