Erin’s POV
The car pulled into a parking spot outside Carlos’s office. I felt sick, and if I had anything left inside of me, it would have covered the car.
I hadn’t said a word the whole drive here, and neither had Alan.
I looked at him as he turned off the engine. “Please, Alan, don’t make me go in there.”
He turned away from me, opening his door and getting out before coming to my side and opening the door.
“Get out,” he ordered me.
I shook my head. “No, I’m not going in there.”
He let out a loud, pissed-off sigh. “Get out of the f*****g car, Erin. NOW!”
I looked up at him, and the man staring back at me wasn’t my brother. He was someone so consumed by his title that he no longer saw me as his sister. If I didn’t do as he said, I could get my baby hurt.
He grabbed my arm.
“Don’
