All Chapters of WITHOUT WARNING: Book 2 Of The Redemption Series : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Crandon’s POV Two Days LaterWhen I show up at my therapist’s office with my homework assignment actually done, I can’t help but smirk to myself. I really sat down and wrote that three page paper. When my name is called, I walk into Dr. Chandler’s office. He stands, shakes my hand, and I take my usual spot on the couch while he settles back into his chair with his notepad.He looks at me and asks, “So, Mr. Morgan… do you have your homework assignment?”I smile.“I do.”“Good. Before you tell me what you wrote, how did you feel while writing it?”I let out a long sigh and look down at the folded pages in my hand.“It felt like… like I was in a house fire stuck behind a wall of smoke. Behind some kind of smoke screen. And the more I wrote, the more the smoke started to clear. I started seeing the way I was treating Carmen. Like everything just got clearer. If that makes sense.”Chandler nods slowly. “It does. Go on. Tell me what you wrote.”I sigh again and pull the papers out. “Do I h

Sienna’s POVAt least they’re not calling the baby ugly outright. You never do that. Babies change every other day. One morning they look like a potato, the next morning they look like a tiny angel. So I just sigh and say, “He’ll be fine, he’s okay, and he’s a good, fine baby.”Grandma Mabel nods. “That he is. He is a fine baby. But look at this little cutie.”She lifts the baby girl slightly. “You wanna hold her?”“No, let her sleep. I’ll hold her later.”Kira comes out right then with her son latched on her boob and a receiving blanket draped over both of them.“Hey, girl, I didn’t even know you were here.”“Yes, Kira, mama,” I say, laughing. “You’re working it.”“Shit,” she groans, dropping down into the rocking chair, “I ain’t working nothing but these breasts. I’m just a human feeding machine.”I laugh. “Well, look at me. I don’t have too much longer to go. I’ll be in the same damn boat.”As she’s rocking, Knox’s mom walks out of the kitchen with Kole and Keisha behind her.“Oh!

Sienna’s POVMonday morning. Just a few days before Derrick’s release from jail.I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at nothing and everything all at once, wondering how much more we were supposed to endure in this lifetime. Alex said Derrick would be on electronic monitoring for the next year, but that didn’t calm me. I knew people who could disable those ankle monitors in a heartbeat and never get caught. And Derrick… he was slick. A slippery, perverted bastard who always found a way to slide out of his bad choices and consequences.I sighed again, long and tired.The morning alarm went off, slicing through the quiet.Knox’s hand slid across my lower back as I reached over and stopped the alarm.“How long have you been up, love?” he mumbled, voice thick with sleep.“A while,” I whispered. “Hell, I don’t even know anymore.”He shifted behind me, pulling me back down. “Baby, lay down with me. You’re thinking too hard. And I’m worried about you and the baby.”I let him pull me again

Sienna POVTwo days later. A whole two days later.I thought this whole situation would’ve taken a real toll on me, the idea that I could’ve somehow been the cause of someone else's death. At first, it tried to. It hovered. It lingered. It attempted to crawl into my mind and settle there.But the truth is, for some reason… I didn’t feel bad.And that’s a fucked-up thing to admit.After Knox went to speak with his grandmother and grandfather, because they wouldn’t say a damn thing over the phone and when he came back and told me not to worry about it. That it was literally an accident. That nobody expected things to go the way they did.According to him, one of his grandmother’s old friends, an old colleague from the private investigator unit had offered to handle it. Not kill anyone. Just scare Derrick and his family. He’d dug up evidence that was missing. The real evidence. The kind that magically “disappears” in high-end cases. An old police contact, someone known for things conv

Carmen’s POV Leaving my office, I’m halfway to the elevator when I see him.Of all days.He steps out of the HR office, but doesn’t rush over, doesn’t call my name, doesn’t do anything except fold his hands in front of him like he’s trying to behave for once. I hit the elevator button anyway, keeping my eyes forward. I’m heading up to Knox and Sienna’s baby shower. He can go wherever he wants.“Hey, Carmen,” he finally says as he walks over. “How are you?”I keep my gaze low. “Good. And you?”“I’m good.”The elevator doors slide open. I step in. He follows. Of course he does.I press the button for the baby shower floor. He doesn’t press anything. So, yeah, he’s going to the same place.The doors close and we start moving. He doesn’t speak, but he clears his throat once, twice. The ride is short enough that we could’ve taken the stairs, but fate apparently wanted us trapped in a metal box together.When we stop at our floor, I’m ready to walk out, but he speaks before I can move.“Ca