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Her laugh was bitter. "What? A man who started raping his daughter when she was twelve? Oh, I think he would. He uses every available resource he can against his enemies to take them down and get what he wants. Even innocent little babies."
I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth. "Twelve?" I whispered, bowing my head. "You were only twelve? Jesus, Tink. That's not information that's going to stop me from going out right now and finding him to rip his worthless head right off his shoulders."
"He could make you lose Julian." She snapped her fingers. "Just like that."
My eyes flashed open. When I looked up, she studied me a moment longer before the stark, raving intimidation set in. Blowing out a breath, I slumped onto the closed lid of the toilet
and buried my face in my hands. "Fuck me." I felt sick, nauseated. My head pounded as if someone was whacking a mallet against it. I swear I could even hear—
I lifted my face to realize someone really was knocking, but not on my head. On the front door. Hard.
Oh, if that fucker was back, he was dead. He couldn't use Julian against me if he was dead.
But the muted call that came from outside the apartment said, "Police. Open up."
Shit. Didn't that just figure?
Eva jerked in surprise, her eyes going wide. "What the hell?"
She obviously wasn't used to growing up in the same kind of neighborhood as I was.
Hissing a curse under my breath, I pushed to my feet. "Neighbors must've called the cops again."
Her eyes only grew wider. "Again?"
I let out a weary sigh, and smoothed my hand over her hair before kissing the bruise on her forehead. "Check on the kids. I'll take care of the police."
She nodded and moved from the bathroom. I started down the hall, wishing the night had gone how I'd initially planned it. We'd probably be getting served our meal right about now, the soft glow of candlelight setting the mood as a server refilled our glasses.
But nope, we were stuck dealing with this instead.
Reality sucked ass.
"So, what is it tonight?" The cop who'd arrested me asked as soon as I opened the door. His partner, who'd given me the 'friendly' warning last time followed him inside as I silently stepped aside for them.
"I thought I warned you what would happen if we had to keep coming here, Mr. Ryan." He looked disappointed, which bothered me more than his pissy partner's degrading sneer.
I opened my mouth to answer, but Eva exited the hall, carrying both babies. They took one look at her with the bruise swelling on her face and her blouse still torn, and that was it for me.
Pissy Cop grabbed my wrist and lifted my hand to check out my knuckles. They were still roughed up from punching Eva's dad and then the refrigerator. He sighed knowingly before he twisted his grip and spun me around until my back was to him. After capturing my other arm and holding them together, he whipped his handcuffs off his duty belt.
Fuck.
"Oh my God." Lurching forward, Eva rushed toward us. "What're you doing?"
When the nicer officer stepped into her path with his hands up to block her, she stumbled to a stop and met my gaze over his shoulder, her shock and confusion making my throat tighten with remorse. What kind of shitty life had I pulled her into by bringing her here to take care of my son?
"They think I hit you," I explained.
She snorted. "That's insane." Turning back to the good cop, she batted her long beautiful eyelashes. "Sir, you're making a huge mistake. Pick would never, ever hurt me, or any woman."
The cop hooking me up snickered. "That why he already has a record for assault and battery?"
Eva's mouth worked, but she didn't have a ready comeback. Her big blue eyes, registered confusion and veered my way before she turned back to the good cop. "If he was arrested due to a fight, then it was in defense of himself or someone else, but my guess would be someone else. I know this man." She jabbed her chin in my direction. "And he is the furthest thing from a woman beater as you'll ever meet."
"So, you're saying he didn't do that to you?"
When the cop pointed out her scratches and bruises, she faltered as if just remembering what had happened to her. A groan left her.
