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“Fuck’s sake, woman.” His tone was desperate and pleading.

I’d never heard London plead. I hadn’t even thought he was capable. But here he was, swallowing hard before he tried again. “Just…just please, for the love of God, be careful.”

“I will.” She caressed his cheek and stared into his eyes.

The moment seemed so intimate and raw. My cheeks burned before I glanced away.

“I will, I promise. Just don’t shut me out, London. Whatever this is, I can handle it.”

“The moment your pulse starts to race or you?—”

“I’ll leave. I promise.”

I glanced at him, catching his gentle nod. “Riven,” he called and headed for the gymnasium.

Riven looked my way. “Ah, we're going to do this in your birthing room?”

London stopped walking. “Unless you have somewhere else in mind?”

“No,” Riven muttered, then followed.

We all did. I waited for Vivienne and walked beside her.

“Ten days,” she muttered, waddling after them. “Ten goddamn days, then I can get these kids out and be goddamn normal.”

“You can do this.” I reached for her hand. “We will help you.”

We made our way slowly into the gym. Vivienne took a seat and moaned with relief.

“Well?” London muttered. “What was so important?”

“The Rossis have gone to ground.” Riven started.

London swiveled around, his glare instant. “Is he pulling his men?”

“Pulling his men? No.” Riven answered. “It’s because of Kat and the baby.”

“Kat and the baby?” London snapped. “What the hell has that got to do with them?”

“Everything.” I whispered. “Because Kat’s baby is Hale’s.”

London froze. Vivienne’s head snapped toward me.

“What?” she whispered. “What did you say?”

“Kat’s baby is Hale’s.”

“No.” She shook her head. “That’s not right.”

“She was already pregnant when Laz met her on the Cosa Nostra island and with a place like that, there’s only a few reasons you’d go. One, to murder another. Two, to make a name for yourself, and three, to hide. I can’t see someone like Kat waiting for either of the first two.”

“I knew her father was associated with Hale,” London murmured, running his fingers through his hair. “It makes sense.”

“It makes sense?” Vivienne repeated and winced. “Jesus Christ, can you imagine how terrified she must’ve been? How…sickened. That poor woman. That poor woman.”

“Which makes perfect sense why they’re going to ground.” Riven added. “Because they suspect, or have a reason to suspect, Hale is coming for them.”

“Oh God.” Vivienne whispered. “Do we reach out to them?”

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