Fox and I looked at each other. Every instinct made me want to strap Reggie to me and not let him out of my sight. I wanted to keep him safe so much it ached.
But what we were going to do to get Bibi back was not exactly going to be baby-friendly. The safest place for Reggie was with Sandy, in a house for which The Chameleon hopefully did not have the address.
I nodded at Fox.
“Yes, that makes sense,” he said. “We’ll be home soon.” He clicked off.
We were both silent the rest of the drive back.
Should I be grateful The Chameleon had only taken Bibi, and not Reggie too? Our baby son was still safely at home.
Why?
Was it that he didn’t have the balls to handle two kids at once? Or was he scared that Reggie’s cries at a stranger holding him would’ve given him away?
He had been here in our house. Standing outside their bedroom doors.
Our children had been in danger, and we weren’t there for them.
These last few months, we’d been struggling. Desperate to have it all. Trying to pretend we could. But look at us!
We’dhadit all—and we’d lost it. We’d lost Bibi. We were kidding ourselves to think we could continue with this life and keep our children safe.
Chapter Sixty-Two
Fox
Bibi.
My little Bibi.
I knew I had to say something. Just in case. I couldn’t risk keeping quiet. My Bibi was at stake, and there was nothing more important.
I waited until we were back in our kitchen. Haze was already changing into the clothes Jenny had laid out for her. Danny’s gun was on the kitchen table. Haze had been gripping it the whole drive back. She was standing there in her jeans and bra, and I couldn’t keep it in any longer.
“There is someone else who might have taken her. I should’ve told you. I just didn’t think she would ever…”
“Fucking spit it out!” Haze stared at me.
“Sally.”
“The therapist?” asked Jenny.
“She was pretty unhinged when I told her I didn’t want to see her anymore. Talked about all she’d done for me. Said she needed me to value her, as she’d been so understanding. Lots of crazy talk. I think…I think she’s in love with me.”
Jenny started tapping at her laptop.
Haze was completely silent.
It was more terrifying than if she’d screamed at me.
When she finally spoke, her voice was quiet and steady. “Somuch in love with you that she’d steal your daughter as a twisted revenge for your rejection?”
I tried to weigh it up. “No, I don’t think…” I remembered the flash of Sally’s face, the way her eyes had narrowed. “Okay, maybe.”
There was one more beat of ice-cold calm Haze before all hell broke loose.
“You fucking idiot!” She came at me. “How could you not tell me? I’m going to fucking kill you if—”
