“Hello? Leigh? What’s wrong?”Carl answers.

“Carl, I’m so sorry to call you so late. I just got a text from Loraine, Kayla’s mother. She said that I need to bring Davis back to Minnesota and that she’s called the police and filed charges saying I kidnapped him,”I blurt out as my tears fall.

“That woman is insane. She has no claim on Davis, she called me yesterday demanding that I tell her about him. She didn’t even know his name or even that he’s a boy. She kept calling him ‘it.’ Don’t cry, Leigh. She doesn’t know where you are. I’m going to email you a copy of the guardianship papers that Kayla signed. I’m also going to send you a copy of the adoption decree that we filed when she passed. You do not hand him over to anyone. Not even a police officer. You show them those papers if they show up at your door. Are you still at the hotel?”

“No, I’m staying on the Bastianini property.”

“Okay, that’s good. And you’re not alone, right?”

“No, Lynton is here and Valentino is around a lot. There’s always someone around and you can’t just drive onto the property, you have to go through security.”

“That’s really good. Kayla told me about her parents and I don’t want to take any chances. You never know what frame of mind they’re in.”

“But why now? Kayla’s been gone for over a month.”

“Grief hits people differently. Maybe they think that if they get Davis, they can have a do-over because they screwed up with Kayla. But don’t you worry. All the paperwork is in order. You call me if anything happens. I’m sending you all the documents now. And tomorrow I’ll see where we are on the adoption. We need Valentino to get a lawyer and draw up custody papers too. Saying that he’s willing to share custody with you.”

“Okay, I’ll talk to him when he gets back.”

“I’ll call when I have more information. And again, if anything happens. Call me.”

“Thank you so much, Carl. I really appreciate all of your help.”

“That’s what I’m here for. Be safe, Leighton.”

I hang up and run upstairs to check on Davis. I breathe easier when I see him in his crib. I miss Kayla. I hear the front door open and I creep downstairs. Relief floods my body when I see Valentino. I run down and into his arms.

“What happened?” he asks as he holds me tight.

I let him go and show him the texts.

“I called Carl already and he’s emailing me all my paperwork. He said you need a lawyer and to file for joint custody of Davis. Just in case.”

“I’ll call Lorenzo Mancini, he’s a lawyer and the one that takes care of things for us.”

Valentino

I don’t know who the fuck Loraine is, but she’s not going to touch a hair on my son’s head. And threatening my woman? Nope. No one does that. I don’t care who they are. I pull out my phone to call Lorenzo.

“Hello?”he answers.

“Hey Enzo, it’s Valentino. I have a problem I’m hoping you can help me with.”

“Sure, what’s going on?”

“Leighton got a text from a woman, she’s Kayla’s mother and she’s demanding that Leighton bring Davis back to Minnesota. Leighton has a lawyer that Kayla met with and he just emailed her all the paperwork on the guardianship and Kayla’s will. He also said I should draw up joint custody papers.”

“Are you at Leighton’s now? I can come over and look at everything. Also, email me the papers her lawyer sent, I’ll print them out.”

“Thank you so much. I know it’s late.”

“Never too late for family. Send them over and then I’ll be on my way.”

“See you soon.”

I turn to Leighton. “Lorenzo said to email him all the papers that Carl sent and he’ll be over soon.” She nods and sends everything she has.

“Do you think she could take Davis? I mean Carl says she can’t, but I’ve heard of stories where the grandparents have won custody.”