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“I receive money for Eric’s care from the state every month. They want custody of him again so it can be theirs.”
I leaned against the dresser and looked up at the ceiling.Greed. It was the root of everything ugly in this world. So much so that it could drive parents to only have interest in their children for what they could get from them.
“They have no rights to him any longer,” I said through my teeth.
“If I screw up, there’s a possibility.”
“Screw up as in an assault that lands you behind bars.” All of her father’s actions made so much more sense now. Not in the logical path, but I understood his motivations. And that could be the very thing that would put him back where he belongs.
I called Daniel. He’d be better to handle this than Zegas, though Zegas needed to know her parents were stalking her.
“Calling to wish me goodnight?” he answered dryly.
“Her mother is out. I have an idea.”
“I’ll be over immediately.” He hung up.
I threw on a T-shirt.
Lexie was right behind me. “What are you going to do?”
“Keep them from ever hurting you or Eric again.” I changed into a pair of jeans and slipped on loafers.
“Don’t do something stupid,” she pleaded. “They’re not worth you getting into trouble”
“Iwon’t be doing the foolish thing. Hopefully they will.”
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Lexie
Lincoln had been gonefor two hours.
I’d watched every second tick by on the bedroom clock. He and Daniel had agreed it would be best if I were as far removed from their discussion as possible. They didn’t want any connection back to me.
I agreed, but I didn’t bother to point out that I was alreadyconnectedto both of them.
If I hadn’t been such a coward, I might have known about my mother’s release from prison. Gathering my courage, I listened to the messages I’d been avoiding.
Six were inquiries from potential new customers. Six.
Some of them were from several days ago.
I hung my head. If I’d contacted someone about their products and it took days to get a call back, I probably wouldn’t be too keen to buy anything from them.
But it was too late to return calls at this hour.
I grabbed my notebook where I kept client info and jotted down the names and numbers and what they were interested in if they mentioned anything. That action alone helped me to feel like I was taking back some control of my life.
I’d listened to the messages from callers with actual numbers shown first. It was the unknowns that had my nerves ramping up again.
I held my breath as I hit play on the first one.
A car warranty solicitation.
I exhaled. That was annoying, but not so bad.
The next message I played was just dead air. I’d take that too.
