Chapter 4

Antonio opened his mouth, as if to say something, but the words never came.

Someone instinctively raised their gun but had no idea who to point it at.

I ignored them.

I only looked at Shane. "You said you can't play favorites, especially in a situation like this."

I held the gun steady against the back of his head, my finger resting on the trigger. "Then we will both go down with our daughter."

Shane swallowed hard.

He didn't dare move.

He knew me well enough to know I meant every word.

"Daisy, calm down," he said, his voice barely…