CHARLES FOX.
The following day came far too soon. I hadn’t slept. The call had consumed my thoughts, the threat, the overwhelming realization that Ruby was pregnant. Every minute that passed felt like an eternity, the weight of my failure pressing harder on my chest.
Seth had worked through the night to gather the money. We hadn’t spoken much, but I could feel the tension in the air. He was just as worried as I was, though he hid it better. It was all about the drop and how we would do it.
I stared blankly at the paperwork again, thinking of how I’d get through this, when my phone buzzed. The number was unrecognizable, but I knew who it was.
I answered immediately. “Where?”
The same robotic voice from the last time replied, cold and calculated. “You have the money?”
I clenched my j
