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“I’m here all the time,” Tosh replied. “The faster you can place ‘em, the happier I’ll be.”
“We’ll make it our top priority,” Carrera said.
They showed themselves out. As Slash drove away, pain sliced through her.
“You don’t think he’s hurting those babies,” she whispered.
“I hope not,” Carrera replied.
“How are we going to get those kids out?” she asked.
Carrera made a call.
“Hey,” Sin answered. “I look forward to seeing you tonight.”
“I’ve got Slash on speaker,” Carrera said, “and we need your help.”
“Go,” Sin said.
Carrera explained the situation.
“I’ve got connections,” Sin said. “Let me make some calls.”
“Sin,” Slash said, “I’m going back there when the guy is alone.”
Silence.
After a beat, Sin asked, “When?”
“This Sunday, late.”
“That’s a small window,” Sin said. “Foster care doesn’t move that quickly, but I’ll see what I can do. What are the kids’ names?”
“Owen and Layla,” Slash replied. “They’re siblings. I snapped pics of them and their medical records. We’ll get that over to you.”
“I’ll let you know.” Sin hung up.
Slash stopped at a red light, handed her phone to Carrera, and told him her password.
“I’m forwarding to Sin and to me,” Carrera said.
When he finished, she clasped his hand.
“I’m terrified for those little ones,” she said.
“We’re doing everything we can, short of taking them ourselves.”
“I’m not ready to be an instant mom. I know that’s selfish?—”
“It’s okay.”
“Do you want to take them?” she murmured.
“As adorable as they are, I don’t think it’s a smart idea.”
“Do you want children?” she asked.
He was silent for a minute. “It’s not something I think about much. We need time together before we decide about kids. How ‘bout you?”
Relief coursed through her. “Same.”
“If we did have kids, we’d make kick-ass parents.”
She laughed. “I hope so. It’s the most important job in the world.”
