“How long before the court signs the indictment?” I asked.

“The state attorney drafted the felony warrants this afternoon,” Miller said, glancing down at my belly.

“We serve Julian and Eleanor the moment you check into St.

Jude, or the moment they try to enforce those fake custody papers.”

“Eleanor will try the moment she hears I’m in labor,” I said.

“She needs an heir to keep the family trust endowment active.”

“Then you only have to hold out until the delivery,” Miller said, sliding the envelope deep into his jacket pocket.