He furrows his brows. "What's going on?"
"I need to meet with Carter." Javier is an FBI agent, and Carter is the head of the FBI.
"Why didn't Interpol arrange it?"
"I'm kind of on the run from Interpol right now."
His eyes widen. "What? Why?"
Gabriella and the kids come into the room.
Javier kisses her and Harper then picks up Taytum and kisses the top of her head again.
Gabriella holds Harper toward me. "Meet your other niece."
I stroke her cheek. "Hey, sweet girl."
"Do you want to hold her?"
"She's pretty small."
Gabriella laughs. "Are you afraid of crushing her?"
My stomach flutters. I admit, "I've never held a baby as tiny as her before."
"Gabriella, let Andre and me talk, and he can hold Harper later."
"All right."
"Can we go talk somewhere in private? No offense, Gabriella." I wince, worried I might have insulted her.
She snorts. "Nothing I'm not used to."
"Thanks."
Javier takes me into his game room, and I fill him in on everything that's happened.
He shifts in his seat. "It sounds like you're in some deep shit."
"Not for long."
"How?"
"It's why I need to talk with Carter."
"What does he have to do with this?"
"I need him to arrange a secret meeting between President Tyler and myself."
Javier huffs. "Have you lost your mind?"
"No. It's the only way I'm going to end this thing."
"How? If you tell Tyler you didn't deliver Naomi and you've been hiding the woman he's issued a person of interest on, he'll throw you in jail for treason or some other crime."
"He won't have that option."
"I'm not following."