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CONNOR
I checked into a hotel upon my arrival. I made some calls—I wasn’t going to simply surrender myself to the authorities without legal counsel. I scheduled an appointment with a solicitor who came highly recommended.
I tried to visualize every possible scenario. Best case scenario, I get a light sentence. Worst case, Dante and his people get to me first and I’m a dead man. Worst case, those kids are never found and my own son grows up without a father.
Like I did.
I had to see Sarah, but I’d have to be careful. She was probably being watched. I dressed in jeans and a hooded jacket, concealing my face, and went to the house in Belgravia where we'd grown up after making sure she was now living there.
She opened the door and looked at me as though she’d seen a ghost. “Andrew!” s
