Savannah
The moment Eve said Jermaine had missed school again, my gut twisted.
"He just needs rest," she said over the phone, trying to make it sound light.
No. Rest didn’t keep my son away from school. Jermaine loved learning more than Jace loved trucks.
I clutched the phone tighter. "Eve, please take him to the hospital for a check-up."
She chuckled. "Girl, you’ll grow grey hair before thirty. He’s fine.”
I didn't believe her. "I'm coming to see him."
"Sav—"
I ended the call. Xavier had already left the house for a council meeting. He wouldn’t be back until late afternoon. I slipped into jeans, tied a scarf over my hair, and grabbed the keys.
I drove through the narrow backroads. Less traffic. Less chance of being followed. My palms stayed clenched around the wheel the entire r
