POV: Reece
This--what Eddie said--will work. My heart beats fast and loud, so I can barely think or hear. Did I sound believable?
I look at Father.
He looks at me as if I told him that I'd joined the police academy. Then, his menacing expression turned stormy, then disbelief.
I force a smirk. "Father, you and your men aren't good at seeing everything I do."
Father digs the gun into Joseph's chest, looking like he's mentally wrestling with something.
I fear Father doesn't believe me. Maybe Eddie should say something. But, no, this is up to me. I must make him believe our lies.
"Father--"
Joseph interrupts. As he looks at me with that poker expression, he curtly says, "Enough."
There's silence.
I stare at Father as he looks from Joseph to me.
Joseph orders, "Baby, go back to your
