Chapter 0320


    However, my joy is short lived.


    Because we have just...so much to do. And so much to decide.


    “Well, Fay? Daniel?” Janeen asks, stretching her arms above her head. “What do you want to do now?”


    “The million-dor question,” Daniel sighs, slumping back and staring down at the table. “Or, the five-million dor one, really.”


    Janeen ignores him, turning her eyes to me. Somehow, she’s intuiting that this decision is in my hands, not his. I’m a little


    annoyed by it — it''s Daniel''s dad, after all, who we''re talking about here. How has this fallen into myp?


    But then, as | look down at myp, | remember the baby. And | grimace, realizing that this is...as much my problem as his, now.


    If | want it to be.


    “Daniel,” | say quietly. “What do you want to do?”


    “Honestly, Fay?” he responds, looking up at me with sad eyes. “I think we should run.”


    My mouth drops open a bit, and so does Janeen’s. It is...thest thing that | expected to hear from him.


    “| mean, wasn’t that always the n?” Daniel asks, leaning forward with a beseeching expression. “Before things...started,


    between you and my dad - we were always nning to run to Europe, to get away from all of this mess.”


    | cross my arms then, frowning at him, because he knows — he knows things have changed for me now.


    Daniel sighs, seeing that | disagree, but he doesn’t give up just yet. “It’s what he’d want, Fay,” he says softly, leaning back in his


    chair and holding my gaze seriously.


    “Is it?” | ask, truly curious.


    “If he knew that he was totally screwed? That if, as lvan suggests, he’s just never getting out of there — that the city, and the


    state, and probably the nation is determined to make a martyr of him in the name of a strike against organized crime?” Slowly,


    Daniel swings his head back and forth. “He wouldn’t want us caught up in it. He would take the hit for us — for me, for you, for...”


    he sighs, and looks down at my stomach.


    And then | look down at my stomach too, wondering...


    God, wondering what the hell is actually best for my kid.


    My kid.


    | grit my teeth, closing my eyes and fighting the insane string of emotions that run through me in the moment as | consider, for


    the first time, that this pregnancy that is scaring the hell out of me is going to potentially result in a child, which is going to have


    needs, and that | have to think about the baby as well now —


    But. | work hard to m the brakes on the string of fear, and horror, and anxiety, and...and maybe excitement? That starts to


    flood my veins.


    Because | have things to do — things to put into motion before | let myself have a nice long breakdown over this.


    “What do you want to do, Fay?” Janeen asks quietly, and | open my eyes and look at her, solemn.


    But even though | know that | shouldn’t know, that | should — like Daniel — be considering what is practical and logical...


    I''ve already decided.


    | decided hours ago — | don’t know precisely when. But for me? There’s only one real option.


    “Call thewyers, Daniel,” | say, sighing and looking over the table at him. “Have them process the bail for Jerome. Go and get


    your boy.”


    Daniel''s mouth drops open at this as | lean back against the cushion of my chair. “Seriously, Fay? That’s your priority right now?”Ccontent ? exclusive by N?/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.


    “| need my team,” | say, giving a little


    shrug. “And we both know that”


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    “Need?” Janeen asks, curious.


    “Yes,” | say, looking between the two


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    you''ll see, Janeen,” | say, smiling at


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    Both stare at me for a long moment and | look softly down at the table.


    But for once, | am not shy or demure.


    | am just determined, to the ends of me, to fight for him. As he would for me.


    “You''re either with me or you''re not,” | say quietly.


    And when | look up again, both Janeen and Daniel each nod their agreement.


    And | nod back, grateful for their help, because we''ve got a long road.


    Without another word, Daniel gets up


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