Page 18 of Brazilian Revenge

“The theft of the sculpture made it to the news. Things escalated in such a way I knew you wouldn’t forgive me. Would you? If I had showed up at your doorstep, not pregnant for instance?” she said, looking at him straight in the eye.

“No.”

“What would you have done?”

He took one last swig of the whisky and sat it on a shelf. This time, the alcohol didn’t burn his throat as much. “I believe in doing the right thing. This country has enough problems because a lot of people always choose the easy way out.” Life had taught him since an early age that the worst happened otherwise.

“You never make mistakes,” she said.

“You were one of them.”

“Of course. And I always will be, right?”

“Right.” There was no denying it. Growing up, he had to step up to the plate of taking care of a sick mother after his brother left to the States. Although now things were squared away between him and Bruno, Leonardo learned the hard way the price he had to pay for believing his brother’s lies. But that wasn’t the issue right now.

“What if …” she started, her voice trailing off. He stepped toward her. “What do you think could have happened to our girl?”

Leonardo cleared his throat. He couldn’t even imagine what could have happened to their daughter. Sexual tourism was a reality in Brazil and so was human trafficking. What if Harry sold their baby to a couple desperate to become parents? No. He wouldn’t entertain those ideas until he had concrete evidence. And most of all, he couldn’t share them with Satyanna.

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