Free Russian Mobster's Pregnant Mistress by Bella Rose Page B

Maggie struggled to keep her voice down.
    “I’m not saying you should, but we could at least get you out of here.” Courtney stopped writing and raised her tone. “I think there’s probably a way we can make a deal. You think about it and I’ll be back tomorrow for us to finalize our approach.”
    “What?” Maggie frowned. “I’m not…”
    “Yes. You are,” Courtney murmured. “I’ll talk to Jacob and see what we can come up with.”
    “Oh. You mean feed them something false.” Maggie had to admit that it was a good plan and one she hadn’t really thought of until now. “I think I could get them on board with that.”
    “We’re going to need to get you a good deal though,” Courtney warned. “Something that doesn’t allow them to come back at you. You cannot be held responsible for the viability of anything that Jacob might or might not tell you. Do you understand that?”
    “Yeah.” It suddenly occurred to Maggie that Courtney wasn’t actually a criminal defense attorney. “Uh, are you good with all of this? I know I’m sort of asking you to step out on a limb here.”
    “I called Ronnie Means,” Courtney admitted. “He and I have come up with a strategy. But I knew you had requested me and listed me as your attorney because I told you to.” Courtney gave a self-satisfied smirk. “Believe me, if Taggart takes this all the way to court he’s going to be completely surprised at what shows up in your corner. I have authorization for a full legal team if I need it.”
    “And we know some people,” Maggie agreed. “And I would so love to nail that asshole’s balls to the wall. You have no idea!”
    “Slow down, tiger,” Courtney said with a laugh. “We might be able to manage that, but not if you go all rabid crazy about it.”
    Maggie lowered her face as though she were rethinking her behavior, then whispered, “You saw Jacob?”
    “Yes.”
    “And?”
    “You’re right about him. But I’m not sure how this is all going to work out.” Courtney sighed. “I’m worried about you, Mags.”
    Maggie didn’t even bother to try and hide her fear. “I am too. I’m having a freaking baby! Not something I expected, you know?”
    “I mentioned you weren’t going to tell him.”
    “What?” Maggie was horrified, but equally dying to know what Jacob had said. “And?”
    “I think he would have been offended if you’d gone that route.” Courtney made a face. “I’ve spent a lot of years facing off with men who lie and cheat. He’s not the type. Although he is a criminal.”
    “Go figure,” Maggie muttered.
    ***
    Maggie was really starting to hate this interview room. Between the white walls and the creepy one way glass that made her feel like she was a bug under a microscope, the place was pretty horrible. Still, Maggie was doing her best to sit there in her orange jumpsuit looking bored.
    Taggart strode into the room as though he considered himself lord of the manor. “My associates tell me you’re ready to make a deal.”
    “My lawyer thinks its best and I defer to her opinion,” Maggie agreed stiffly. “But there are conditions.”
    “Such as?” Taggart settled himself in a chair.
    Maggie wondered why he felt comfortable enough to do so now instead of looming over her the way he had the first time he’d interrogated her. She put that away and focused on what she needed to happen. “First? I want out of here. Now. I will agree to pass you information for a period of three weeks. No more. I don’t intend to be around for any longer than that. Especially not since you’re asking me to willingly be in contact with a man we all know I told that I don’t want to see anymore. Plus, I’m pregnant. You can’t put me in danger like that. It’s wrong and I’m pretty sure any judge would look at it that way.”
    “It’s Dolohov’s child.”
    “Maybe or maybe not. And since he and I were never a couple, it’s my baby.” She stuck her jaw out aggressively. “Don’t