“Please continue. I’m fascinated by your timing.”
Daniel clenched his jaw.
“We came because there are practical things to discuss.”
“Our newborn?”
“The house.”
There it was.
“The house.”
“You’ll need to arrange a time to collect your belongings.”
I stared at him.
“You threw me out of my own home yesterday.”
“Our home.”
“Interesting time to rediscover the word ‘our.’”
Daniel’s expression hardened.
“I don’t want a fight.”
“Then bringing your girlfriend into my hospital room with a diamond ring was an unusual peace strategy.”
Lauren whispered:
“Daniel, maybe we should go.”
He ignored her.
“There are also financial matters we need to discuss.”
That sentence changed my attention.
“What financial matters?”
Before he could answer, someone knocked.
The door opened.
A nurse stepped aside.
A tall man in Army dress uniform entered.
Three stars rested on his shoulders.
Lieutenant General Malcolm Rhodes.
I immediately straightened.
