|Book 2|
𝐖𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐁𝐄 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃
Carter.
He's hurt. He feels pain. He's full of so much rage.
He puts up a front that fools everyone but the ones that are truly close to him. Carter is angry. The one woman he thought understood everything in h...
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TIANA
"Queen?"
My eyes leaked more tears. This was the thirtieth call I've made to Carter that went to voicemail. I looked up to see my guard watching me carefully.
"Shall I take you home?"
Home? Where was that really?
"No," I look to my sleeping daughter. "It's getting to ugly now. Take me to the safe house."
He didn't say anything but did as told. The safe house was the only place I trusted my daughter will be safe.
I'm tired of having to look over my shoulder not knowing if she be taken from me with just a blink of an eye. She was a precious gift to Carter and I.
All I prayed for was that my daughter will be safe with people Carter and I trust while I search for him. I had to. I knew where he was. I always know because he tells me.
My phone went off and I pulled it out and my eyes went wide when I saw it was Rick calling me. I answered without hesitation. "Rick, please tell me he's not..."
"I don't know, Queen. He gave me orders to come straight to you."
Fresh tears were on the way. "Camille?"
There was a long pause. I inhaled sharply and shook my head. This was all happening with a fast pace. It was too much and I knew I had to suck it up and be what they call me.
"Where are you?"
"We're almost at the boarder of leaving Paris. It shouldn't take me-"
"No," I cut in. "Don't leave Paris. I'm on my way."
"But Queen-"
"I'm on my way, Rick." And with that, I ended the call.
No more sitting on my ass.
****
I watched the boats float on the water. I was thinking and I was thinking hard. The car was behind me and Eva was watching Cari in the backseat. I caught up with her after knowing I had to head back for Cariana's belongings and a few of mine.
We went back for some change of clothes because we're not staying at my house. Why? Cartron is sick and I couldn't help the feeling that I was being watched.
I called Carter once again repeatedly and got no answer. Same with Camille. But I did manage to get in contact with Rick once more. He knew there was no changing my mind but he did persuade me to think. Cariana will be two months soon and she will have to go wherever I go. Well, not exactly.
