mind?”
“Well as long as it’s not far.”
Kimberly tried to ignore the feeling of dread continuing to fill her stomach.
***
What the…?
Kent wasn’t sure if he was seeing correctly, but he could’ve sworn the guy driving the black Mazda that went past him going the opposite direction looked like Damien. But Damien didn’t have a car like that, not as far as he knew.
For an intense moment, he wondered if he should turn around immediately and follow the car.
But what if he was wrong? What if Kimberly was still at home?
His brain won over his gut. After all, he wasn’t sure what he saw—suppose the time he spent chasing the wrong car, she was at home and in danger?
He took note of the direction the car was going and sped to Kimberly’s house just a mile away.
***
Kimberly wondered if she was seeing things—was that Kent’s car she had just seen speed past them?
Then she saw Damien pull out his cell.
“Code Blue,” he said lightly into it, then switched it back off.
Kimberly stared at him.
He laughed, looking at her face.
“It’s just a shorthand way of me informing my assistants I’ll be a little late getting back to work. I didn’t plan to see you today at all,” he said.
Kimberly wasn’t buying it. Something definitely felt off—had been feeling off for a while.
***
Larry put away his cell.
Code Blue, he repeated in his mind. Someone was on their tail. Time to find him and take care of him.
***
It took Kent a minute to arrive at the Jordan home.
He pulled up, hopped out and pounded furiously on the door, alternating between ringing the doorbell and shouting Kimberly’s name.
There was no answer.
He knew right then that his first instinct about the Mazda was correct.
He hopped back in his car, speeding in the direction he had seen the car going.
***
“Okay Damien, you want to start to talking to me about your situation? What did you want to ask me? And can you please slow down?”
“I was just trying to get this done quickly since you were in a rush and all…”
“You know Damien, on second thought, forget it. Just take me back home. I really don’t have time for this. And you’re scaring me. I mean, I’m pregnant for Christ’s sake.”
Damien neither slowed down nor changed his direction. Instead, he replied:
“Kim, you really look beautiful as you are right now. You’re glowing!”
She paused.
“Okay…”
“When are you due again?”
“About two weeks Damien.”
“You sure?”
“What the hell do you mean if I’m sure? Of course I am!”
“Just asking.”
“Damien, why aren’t you turning around?”
“I thought it was sooner for some reason.”
“Damien…”
“Kim, did you ever wonder if we were actually brother and sister?”
“Damien?”
“I mean, suppose it was a setup or a mistake—we would have wasted all this time when we could’ve been together.”
“Damien please stop talking like that—you’re starting to scare me…”
“ Scare you?”
Damien turned towards her so quickly with such an insane look in his eyes and intensity to his voice that Kimberly was indeed terrified out of her wits.
“Kimberly I love you!” he said, then turned his eyes back to the road.
The feeling of dread that had started in her stomach now engulfed her entire being.
***
Kent gained on the Mazda quicker than he expected but out of nowhere a car came and slammed into his side.
“What the…”
He turned to look at the car and driver.
They were both unfamiliar, but by the look on the driver’s face, dead set on running him off the road.
***
“Damien,” Kimberly began in a timid voice, “what is it you want?”
“You Kimberly, you! And that baby. We’re going to be a family.”
Kimberly closed her eyes and breathed deeply as one hand rested on her stomach.
She tried to hear Mozart in her head.
***
Kent put up a good battle, but the guy was clearly an expert. There was even a car bumping him from behind.
He couldn’t beat
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