Twelve Months Later, Ethan Came Back With a Sleeping Newborn and a Broken Suitcase
“He told me you needed to stand on your own two feet.”
“He told me to keep my mouth shut or he’d make sure I had nothing.”
The baby made a small noise.
Ethan reached over and touched her foot through the blanket.
“He doesn’t know she’s here,” he said.
“He thinks she’s still with the agency.”
“What agency?”
He didn’t answer.