I sat up slightly. “CPS is a broken system, Hyde.”
“How is that my problem?”
“You told Mina you’d go back.”
“How do you know about that?” he asked.
“Bellamy told me,” I said.
“She won’t remem—”
“She will remember everything,” I ground out. “You have to go and see her.”
“I can’t do anythin—”
“You’ll take Bellamy with you, and she will take care of it.”
“Jesus, the pair of you,” he said, standing.
“What you meant to say was, ‘It’s incredible two really kick-ass women who don’t take shit off anyone and get things done are in my life now.’ And how lucky you are to know us. Right?”
His lips twitched. “Yeah. That.”
“That’s what I thought. You bring that little girl up here if you have to, but she is not to leave with CPS. Got it?”
“Indigo, I have nowhere to take her. I don’t do kids.”
“Well, lucky for you, I do,” I said. “And so does my best friend. Bellamy will take her.”
He sighed. “This is none of our business.”
“You made it your business when you refused to leave those girls in that hell hole.”
“How the hell did I make it my business by doin’ the right thing?”
“Because people rarely do the right thing, Hyde.”
“Fuck me,” he breathed out. “I don’t do kids.”
“So you’ve said.” I raised an eyebrow. “Go finish doing the right thing, Jekyll. Bellamy’ll back you up.”
He scowled as he stalked out the door and I sat back hoping he didn’t fuck it up.
