But in a sick twist of fate, for right now, the freest place Cass can be is in a jail cell. Those locked doors keep her caged in, but they also keep Vainakh caged out.
I want so badly to tear down the walls of that jail and bring her back to me. I can’t do that, though. The minute I post her bond, send her a lawyer, or so much as wave at her across a courtroom, I tie her to me publicly. I tie her to the Bratva.
Worst of all, I tie her to whatever I do next.
Which is going to be ugly. No way around that.
So I have to leave her there. As long as she’s in there, she’s safe. I just hope that, when the time finally comes to free her, she’ll know I did all this for her.
I fold the sonogram back up along its creases and tuck it into my breast pocket, right over my heart, where it has lived s
