Chapter 39:
Kane's POV
I stared at the glass of whiskey in my hand. I took another sip but the burn of the alcohol in my chest couldn't quench the fire inside of me.
My phone buzzed. I picked it up and frowned.
Robertson?
The name on the screen only made my frustration grow.
I didn’t answer.
But the truth was, I couldn’t afford to ignore him forever. Robertson was a tool and a pawn in this twisted game.
A game I was already a part of. If I didn’t take control, I would lose everything, and I couldn’t afford that.
Not now. Not now when there was a chance that I would be having a child.
I reached for my phone then I swiped to dial Jayson.
It rang twice before he picked up, his voice light, too casual.
“Yeah?”
I didn’t waste time on pleasantries. “Where are you?”
“I’m out, Ka
