Free Fatal Obsession (Black Widow Book 2) by Christina Ow Page A

him, pulled him slightly away to see his face—he’d had to be forceful because DJ wouldn’t let go—seeing his tear streaked face he demanded to know what the problem was.
    “DJ, tell me what’s wrong?”
    He sniffed, his chest jerking with each pull, “It’s Momma.”
    Stay calm, stay calm . “What’s wrong with your mother?”
    His face crumbled then and he buried his face in Damien’s collar. Damien hugged him tight, praying whatever it was, it wasn’t that bad and this was just the overreaction of a young child.
    “DJ, I can’t help if you don’t tell me what’s wrong.”
    He pulled away, wiping his eyes and cheeks dry with the back of his hands, “Momma,” he hiccupped, “when she woke up,” he hiccupped again, “she didn’t remember me.”
    “What, why—” he hissed, “Did Mr. Turner make her forget again?”
    “He tried but my little man here slapped the syringe right out of his hand.”
    Damien turned, his entire body going rigid as he faced the mercenary. He didn’t look all that dangerous with that placating look on his face. Damien did a quick sweep of his body. No gun—at least he wasn’t holding one and if he had one on his person it was out of sight.
    “Mike.”
    “Damien.” He returned with the same hardness. It didn’t surprise him that Mike knew his name. Apparently they knew a lot about him, information they’d gathered over the years when he was searching for VS—Ellsa.
    “Time to go home, buddy.”
    Damien held his son tighter “Is that why she’s not here, because she doesn’t remember him.” It was hard to keep the bitterness out of his voice, but damn, if he ever ran into Turner, he would string him up by his balls for putting his son through such agony.
    Mike’s gaze softened as he stared at DJ, who was quiet now, his head tucked under Damien’s chin. “She remembers him, took a few hours, but her memory—well the one year of it that she has—came back. It’s not the first time something like this has happened, but it’s the first time it took hours instead of minutes for her to remember.” His eyes shifted, glaring at Damien, “I have a feeling you caused it.”
    Damien wasn’t sure how to react to that. “When can I see her?”
    Mike scoffed, his lips turning up in a condescending smirk. “Don’t hold your breath.”
    Damien bit down his back teeth to keep his temper in check. “I wasn’t asking.”
    He felt a hand on his arm and he turned to it. Elaine. Great, another road block.
    “Calm down hot pants. You’ll see her soon, as soon as you can shake your cousin off your tail.” Then to DJ she smiled and said, “Kiddo, time to go. You’ll spend more time with your dad, just not today.”
    Mike’s jaw clenched at that and it was Damien’s turn to smirk. “Yeah, son, we’ll spend time together and soon.”
    DJ sniffed, looked Damien straight in the eye and demanded, “Promise?”
    Damien couldn’t help but feel proud of his tenacity. “I promise. Go with your aunt and take care of your mom until I can get you both back, okay?”
    DJ answered with a hard nod, “I promise. I love you, Daddy.”
    Damien’s breath hitched. Those were the most disarming words anyone had ever said to him.
    “I love you too, son.” Giving him one last tight hug and a kiss on the forehead, he handed his son to Elaine, ignoring Mike. The man had rubbed him the wrong way and he’d shoot his toe off before he gave his son to him.
    “Mike, you’re going to have to run interception.”
    Damien didn’t need to be told what that meant. Dale was waiting for them. To follow them to where Ellsa was so that he could arrest her? He clenched his hands, biting down on his jaw. He was never going to allow that. DJ had been through enough already.
    “What do you want me to do?”
    “Keep standing there, like you’re waiting to meet someone.” Elaine answered.
    He nodded and then watched them walk away, heading to different cars. They were both SUVs, black and with