Chapter 17

“Now, you, per favore, don’t play these games with me. Nothing is going to change how much I love my sister or how far I’m willing to go to protect her.”

“You’re a good girl, Jerry. You deserve the best in life.” I glanced at her belly. “Your baby, too. That’s why, to ease your stress for his or her sake, I’ll let you see her.”

I nodded for her to follow me as I rounded my desk. Eagerly she came with me, and I pressed a keyboard button to bring the feed to the screen.

“Ella,” she gasped.

Jerry suddenly stopped crying. Mamma’s boy. A little traitor like her. “As you can see she’s in good condition, has food on the table, living in a fully equipped, comfortable room.” I turned off the feed, and as if on cue, Ella cried again. “Anything else?”

She ran a hand through her hair with a sigh. “Thank you.”

“Are you sure? You don’t want to plead someone else’s case? You know, like your husband who’s been shot in the chest…by me?”

“You didn’t kill him, Tino. You could have and no one would have