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Dillyn hoisted her pack onto her back and ran out the door and across the yard. For a second, she had to hide behind a tree to avoid being seen by security.

Her heart was pounding.Please let the car be down the ravine.If she could get to it in time and drive away, by the time the security system went back live, it would not have captured her getting inside of it.

Dilly waited one extra minute for the team to become preoccupied with a text message she had sent them. When their heads bent low to read it, that was her signal to run, and run she did. Dillyn ran as fast as her legs could carry her.

She could see the lights of the Uber.Thank God!Breathing heavily, she opened the door and got inside.

The driver smiled. “You’re Dillyn Anderson, right?”

“Yes, I am.

“You’re going to Nashville International Airport?”

Again, Dillyn confirmed. “I’ll give you a hundred-dollar tip if you can get me there inside of an hour.”

The young man turned around with a twinkle in his eyes. “No problem. I can make that happen.”

Chapter 28

How the hell did I end up here?Ben glanced around the guest bedroom, feeling dazed and confused. It was clean but dated, and the wallpaper was so old it was faded. This was where Ben was supposed to sleep while Dillyn was just down the hall.

No fuckin’ way!

He had no idea how they arrived at the place of breaking up or how Dillyn decided she wasn’t ready to be a mom.

Had she really just snatched his heart out of his chest and stomped on it? Was Dillyn literally throwing away their happiness because she was too afraid to grab hold of it? The more Ben thought about it, the more absurd the situation seemed. Pissed, Ben decided to give Dillyn twenty-four hours to work through her shit because there was no chance he would let go of their relationship. And Ben, for damn sure, wasn’t letting go of their child.

Wyatt could be heard calling out to Ben before aggressively knocking on Dillyn’s door. Wyatt had no idea that he was now sleeping in a guest room.

Wyatt continued to bang on it. “Ben! We’ve got a big ass problem.”

Palmer and Lucas came out of her room. Both looked concerned. Palmer asked nervously, “What now?”

Lucas nodded.

Cat came out of her room too. “Is everything okay?”

Ben wasn’t sure he could deal with anything else. Still, he got out of the chair he’d been sitting in and quickly entered the hallway. “What’s up?”

Wyatt turned around and, for a split second, wondered why Ben was coming out of that room. However, it wasn’t important enough to ask. They had bigger issues to deal with. He figured he’d answer everyone’s question at the same time. “I got a call from one of my contacts.”

Irritated, Ben was short. He didn’t want to play guessing games, “About what?”

“Did you know that Dillyn’s father and mother have been released from prison?”

Palmer’s hand went to her throat.

Cat was equally shocked. “Weren’t they supposed to be in prison for quite a few more years?”

Wyatt nodded. “Yeah.”

Ben wasn’t’ surprised. Dillyn had told him earlier. He rubbed the growing stubble on the bottom of his chin, “yeah, I just found out. I didn’t have a chance to tell you.”

“Given the severity of their crimes, they’ve been denied parole the past couple of times they went before the board. Melvin wasn’t up again for another two years.”

Palmer asked, “So, how did he get out?”

Wyatt continued to explain, “A man by the name of Carlyle Hastings pulled some strings.”

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