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Of course, he would have these.

I stared at it and then, realizing I had zero time to waste, I ripped the packet open and quickly took the test.

I set it on the counter feeling anxious and I frantically finished brushing my teeth and then paced the bathroom for the remaining minute while the test processed.

My eyes were wild when I peered over the counter, as if the test would jump up and bite me.

Holy Shit.

Two lines.

Positive.

I was pregnant.

I was carrying Mason’s child.

A strangled sob erupted out of me, and I held my belly as I sank to the floor, taking it in.

I’m pregnant.

Mason’s the father.

My child is going to lose their father.

I’m going to be a single mother…

I erupted into uncontrollable sobs.

I was going to have a walking, talking reminder of the love of my life, and the room closed in on me when I realized how painful that would be.

Why was everything so fucking complicated? Why couldn’t everything just be simple, easy? Why did we have to be wrapped up in this nightmare?

I didn’t know how Mason would feel if he knew. Then fear ripped through me, knowing he may never get the chance.

I vomited into the toilet again, and this time I just rinsed my mouth and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. Ihadto get moving. I had to save Mason. If I could do it, I would.

I raced around the house, ripping open drawers, searching for anything and everything that could help me. I clipped on a utility belt and loaded it up with knives, and strapped a gun to my thigh, and another to my calf under my pants. I quickly glanced over a mask and decided to leave it. If I did go in there, guns blazing, they were going to know who it was, anyway.

I shoved Mason’s laptop into my bag, along with the defibrillator just in case, and drove to the location that I assumed was the agency, the location where they were keeping Mason.

I was going to save him, or we were all going to die as a sad little family trying.

I couldn’t bear the thought of trying to live without him, let alone raise a child without him.

It was freedom or bust now.

I realized the agency knew that Mason had the hard drive, the hard drive that would expose the traitor, and I had to get to Mason and let him know who it was before they tied off the loose end that Mason was.

I swallowed hard… if they hadn’t done it already.

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MASON

“Fuck.”I groaned, realizing everything hurt. My eyes fluttered open groggily and when I went to move, my arms jerked to a stop. I struggled to lift my head and get my eyes to bring the room into focus.

Shit.

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