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much his Dory had changed, had become stronger in ways Bishop was unaware of and didn’t like. 
    Maybe she’d had to become stronger since she was a mother , his mind argued.  And he conceded the point even as he tried to work that knowledge into something that made sense.  In his mind, Dory had remained as he’d last seen her with her beautiful red hair flowing almost down to her waist, her green eyes shimmering with tears as she gently kissed him good-bye.
    It had been a bittersweet end to a marriage that had gone horribly sour.
    And the woman he’d just tried to speak with was definitely not of the sweet variety.  She sounded determined and in control.   A ball-buster if he were to give it a name.
    Wait!  If the kid was an adolescent, that meant his Dory had gone and gotten herself pregnant pretty fucking quick after leaving him and their life in her rear-view mirror. 
    A little too goddamn quick for Bishop’s taste. 
    It was one thing for him to have one of the Honeys between the sheets two weeks after Dory had given him her goodbye, but a whole different thing if she let herself get knocked up so soon after leaving him.
    What if she was married? 
    Bishop sat back on the cushion, blinking deep at the disgusting thought.  No way!  There was no way in hell that his Dory could be married to somebody else.  But in light of how she hadn’t wanted to talk to him, how she wouldn’t answer his questions and got him off the line so quickly, the thought made sense.
    Leveraging his way up and off the deep couch, Bishop went for his laptop at the bar.
    He knew of more than a few ways of getting information.
    And Bishop wasn’t afraid of employing any of them in his effort to unravel the mystery of Dory Leone Bastian.
     

Chapter Four
     
    Bishop had spent a terrible night, one filled with more questions than answers that all revolved around the few minutes he’d spent with Dory on the phone.  So by the time the first wave of agony hit, he was almost grateful for the distraction.
    But after the pain was bad enough to cause him to empty his guts, his thoughts went right back to the puzzle of her and the boy.  He’d been unable to find any record of a marriage certificate for one Adora Bastian.  And the search for Adora Leone showed only two entries: the record of their marriage back in 1995 and the motion to reclaim her maiden name in 2000.
    So, to his way of thinking, his Dory had never remarried.
    And that made her a single mother.
    It was unfortunate that he hadn’t been able to find a record of a live birth on the kid even though he’d searched the Casper courthouse records for 2000 – 2003.  But they had nothing on file for any live birth listing the last name of Leone.
    Cleaning up after one of his ‘episodes’, as he was coming to call them, was never easy since he was so weak afterwards.  But there was no way he wasn’t going to brush his teeth and pull on a clean shirt.  While he was convinced he was dying, Bishop had his standards.
    He was just glad that he hadn’t decided to make the Saturday morning run with his Hellion brothers, something he used to look forward to eagerly.  To having the wind in his hair, the sun on his face and a rumbling machine between his legs was something he’d always been geared up to do. Whether the run was with only a couple of other Hellions or a conclave of thirty, it was always a good time and one he would sorely miss.  But he was simply was too tired, his body too depleted to ride for more than fifteen or twenty minutes at a time.  And what the fuck would happen if he’d been hit with an episode while on his bike? 
    Turning off the faucet, Bishop cast his mind over something else to do with his day knowing his options were limited.  Especially since he’d been forced to hire a landscaping company to take care of his yard.  And by all of his exacting standards, the company was doing a good job in keeping the flowerbeds tidy and grass cut. 
    He