Page 101 of Relentless Oath

And I couldn’t defend myself if they both turned out to be working for someone else. I was determined to keep them separated.

What if all this time I thought it was just one person working on the inside, but it turned out to be both of them?

I followed Joseph out.

“What was that all about?” he asked once we were at the car.

“I think Ivan is working for Matteo.” I wanted to see how Joseph reacted. I wanted to see what his face would reveal.

Nothing, he looked stoic as ever.

“You sure? Who told you that?” Then he paused and said, “That cop you met with the other day?”

I nodded and slid into the car. He climbed in, and I asked, “So, where is she?”

“Safe. You were right to put cameras up and monitor the doctor’s homes.”

“She’s at his house? Which one?”

“The downtown location.”

“Of course….”

I didn’t know why I hadn’t thought of it sooner. The doctor had homes near my own so that if I ever needed him, he would have a place to stay.

He liked his privacy and had never stayed under my roof or my father’s. He also had a fondness for locations that shared the same names as famous cities. He had houses in Rome, Georgia as well as Rome, Italy, for example. It amused him.

He was an odd man. And I should have kept better tabs on him. How had he contacted her? How had she known about his house?

And could I get to her before Matteo did?

As we drove, Joseph told me that someone fitting her description had checked into a hospital not too far away and that’s how they had been able to track her.

“Hospital? Is she?—”

“According to what I could find out, she’s fine and so is the baby. She tricked some EMT into getting her an Uber out to the doctor’s address.”

“Of course she did.”

It troubled me that even though he was nowhere near her, he had still managed to help her escape. He had helped her to betray my trust.

If I couldn’t trust Dr. Kali, or Joseph, or Ivan, who could I trust?

I felt that Mya’s presence had opened up a can of worms or maybe Pandora’s Box. My life was completely out of whack.

I didn’t want to admit it, but she was my kryptonite, my Achilles’ heel. But I couldn’t live without her. Now that I knew what it felt like to have her as a part of my life, there was no going back.

She was mine. And for better or worse, I was hers.

And I hated that Matteo was using Mya as a pawn in his game. I was pretty sure that I wasn’t the only one looking for Mya.

I just hoped I would find her first. And if I was walking into a trap, so be it.

Mya’s safety was my top priority. Even if she hadn’t been carrying my child, her well-being came first.

Trap or not, it didn’t matter. I had to make sure Mya was okay. I had to protect her. I had to convince her to trust me so that I could make sure she was safe.

She would probably spit in my face and would try to shoot me again, but I’d take a million bullets for her.

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