For a long moment, neither of us moved. The notification remained on my screen.
FROM: Richard Kane, Scheduled Delivery Archive
Release only if Rory Callahan is in immediate danger.
The dead weren't supposed to have perfect timing.
Yet somehow, the man who had been buried fifteen years ago had chosen the exact moment the world learned about my pregnancy to reach into the present.
My fingers hovered over the phone.
Jaxon was staring at the screen as though it might disappear if he blinked.
"My father..." he whispered.
His voice was almost unrecognizable. Now, he was not the calm captain. He was not the arrogant superstar.
He was just a little boy hearing his father's name after years of silence.
I looked at him. Every instinct told me to hand him the phone but the subject line wasn
