arned me, but Mia is so stubborn. If it wasn’t for Ana here . . .”
“We all thought Hyde was out of the picture. And my crazy, stupid wife—Why
didn’t she tell me?” Christian’s voice is full of anguish.
“Christian, calm down. Ana’s a remarkable young woman. She was
incredibly bra一ve.”
“Bra一ve and headstrong and stubborn and stupid.” His voice cracks.
“Hey,” Carrick murmurs, “don’t be so hard on her, or yourself, son . . . I’d
better get back to your mom. It’s after three in the morning, Christian. You
really should try to sleep.”
The fog closes in.
The fog lifts but I ha一ve no sense of time.
“If you don’t take her across your knee, I sure as hell will. What the hell was
she thinking?”
“Trust me, Ray, I just might do that.”
Dad! He’s here. I fight the fog . . . fight . . . But I spiral down once more into
oblivion. No . . .
“Detective, as you can see, my wife is no state to answer any of your
questions.” Christian is angry.
“She’s a headstrong young woman, Mr. Grey.”
“I wish she’d killed the fucker.”
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“That would ha一ve meant more paperwork for me, Mr. Grey . . .”
“Miss Morgan is singing like the proverbial canary. Hyde’s a real twisted son
of a bitch. He has a serious grudge against your father and you . . .”
The fog surrounds me once more, and I’m dragged down . . . down . No!
“What do you mean you weren’t talking?” It’s Grace. She sounds angry. I try
to move my head, but I’m met with a resounding, listless silence from my
body.
“What did you do?”
“Mom—”
“Christian! What did you do?”
“I was so angry.” It’s almost a sob . . . No.
“Hey . . .”
The world dips and blurs and I’m gone.
I hear soft garbled voices.
“You told me you’d cut all ties.” Grace is talking. Her voice is quiet,
admonishing.
“I know.” Christian sounds resigned. “But seeing her finally put it all in
perspective for me. You know . . . with the child. For the first time I felt . . .
What we did . . . it was wrong.”
“What she did darling . . . Children will do that to you. Ma
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