Briony had left everything in the lawyer's hands.

Of course, she hoped things would go smoothly in court. But even with Mr.

Chadwick's handpicked attorney on their side, she knew there was no guarantee

of victory.

What kept her up at night, though, was the thought of losing Little Nina.

She couldn't shake Stewart's words from the other day. No matter what, she

would never give up custody of Little Nina. But if Stewart really wanted to fight her for their daughter...

Her phone's ringtone jolted her out of her anxious thoughts.

She glanced at the screen.

An unknown number.

Briony had long since stopped answering calls from numbers she didn't

recognize. She declined it without a second thought.

She set her phone aside and rolled over, hoping for a few more precious minutes of sleep. The past week had been a blur of hospital corridors and late nights by her mother's side; she was running on fumes.

But the call came again, more insistent this time.

Annoyed, Briony answered, "Who is this?"

"It's me." Garry Ferguson's voice filtered through the line.

a cold, mocking laugh.

never ceases to

name, her papers, even her phone number. Yet somehow,

wasn't sick, I wouldn't have bothered

immediately. Little Mario was

"How is

Garry hesitated, then added, "I took him to the clinic

half past

happy the two kids had been playing together the other night. With a

her face with cold water and changed

Gwendolyn White were chatting over tea in

asked, "Heading out to pick

about that

with you," James said, getting up.

go."

Carney. "Godfather, Garry's bringing little Mario

concerned. "Is it

stomach bug. Dr. Ellsworth checked him-it's

to the new

it were a cold, he shouldn't come

reassuring smile.

careful about these

Nina. I'll handle things if Mr.

thanked him and

3:50 p.m.

black Maybach pulled up in

to open the rear

clad in tailored slacks.

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