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“I’ll inform Detective Bristols that you’ll be on assignment with another agency for the time being,” Tom grits out. “Now get out of my office—both of you.”

“I’ll see them both out, Chief. Until next time,” Summers remarks before making an exit.

Eric and I follow behind him. I have to quicken my pace to keep up with their long strides. Once at the elevator, Summers turns, facing us.

“Earning yourself another enemy, Alders? Hell, soon you’ll have as many as I do.”

Eric shrugs his shoulders.

“All in a day’s work.” He laughs. “It’s the fun part of my job.”

“Wish I saw it that way.” Summers’ gaze flicks down to mine. “If you’re gonna fuck a suspect, at least make him wear a rubber.” He pauses. “Tell me Ramirez was wrong and you aren’t carrying an Acerbi?”

“What the fuck?” I burst out. “What if I were?”

“Bri,” Eric scolds, grabbing me by my bicep.

“Well, you either are, or you aren’t. Which is it?”

“Drop it, J. This isn’t the place.” Eric pulls on my arm, practically dragging me inside the elevator. “Let’s go.” His voice takes on the authority he eluded when he pulled up to the curb earlier.

I have to bite the inside of my cheek in order to control the tears that are climbing to the surface.

Summers doesn’t enter the elevator, which is probably a good thing for the both of us. My emotions hit me square in the face. I wasn’t expecting them to feel like another shot to my already abused body.

As soon as the door closes, I turn, facing Eric.

“How does everyone know?” I demand.

“Know what?” He looks puzzled.

“What do you mean what?” I toss my arm out, stretching it to the closed elevator door. “How does my boss and IA know I was pregnant? You heard him just then.”

“Wait, he was serious?” Eric takes a step away from me. “I didn’t know you were,” he whispers as his head tilts and his eyes flicker down. Suddenly they snap back to mine. “Was?” he questions.

“I had a miscarriage Friday.”

Fuck.

The pain that lashes through me takes my breath away momentarily. Maybe my dad is right. Maybe I do need to face these feelings now rather than later.

“Was it Drago’s?”

“Yes,” I answer honestly, and doing so makes me realize how much I miss him.

I lean back, bracing myself against the wall while the elevator descends, and for a minute, I wonder what D is doing right now and where he is. Is he thinking of me?

Of the baby we lost?

Or of the son that’s missing?

Gabriel.

I close my eyes, remembering the last moment I saw him. He was so tuckered out from the trip to the zoo. Maybe if I hadn’t taken him, I would have been home and better prepared for them. Maybe they wouldn’t have gone to my neighbor’s, tying her up and scaring her. Maybe—

“Andrews.” My eyes pop open, seeing Eric standing halfway inside the elevator and halfway out, holding the door open.

I push off the wall, walking out and passing him. Once outside, I pause and wait for him to catch up. He’s next to me in seconds.

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