Page 276 of Wicked Brutal

Ally’s hand finds mine. It doesn’t calm me down. Nothing can.

“And now I have five days before Victor puts both of them on a plane.” I point between Iz and Bella. “So I do not give a single fuck about whatever psychotic little blood feud you two have going. Put it aside. Shut your mouths. This is about Ally and my fucking baby.”

Silence. Iz looks away. Bella doesn’t. But something in her face changes. “You’re right.”

Iz’s head snaps back toward her. “Don’t.”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“Your face did.”

“Isaac.”

“Both of you!”

Bella lifts her hands. Iz finally shuts up.

I look at her. “You said Switzerland makes it easier. Tell me why.”

She glances at Ally before answering.

“Because you’re all thinking about getting her back from Sainte-Catherine.” She glances at Ally. “He doesn’t have to leave her there.”

“How do you know?” Iz asks. Her eyes flick toward him. Not angry this time. Something worse. Guarded.

“I know what men like Tremblay do when they think something belongs to them.”

Ally watches her. Bella doesn’t look away.

“If he thinks he’s losing control of you here, getting you out isn’t the end goal. It’s how he makes sure nobody can interfere with whatever comes next.”

A chill crawls up my spine. “And if he finds out she’s pregnant?”

Bella looks at me. For the first time since she walked out of that shower, she looks scared. “I wouldn’t let him.”

That’s not an answer. It’s somehow worse. Iz sees it too — I know he does — but when he opens his mouth, I point at him. “Don’t.”

His jaw snaps shut.

I pull out my phone. The dads’ chat is already near the top.

Emergency. Plans changed.

Sainte-Catherine moved up. Saturday.

Five days.

Arthur answers first.

Arthur: Confirmed?

Ally found out last night. Travel is already being changed.

Then my dad.

Dad: She’s not getting on that plane.

Arthur: Understood. Everything moves today.