Chapter 61
elias spent the next hour making burner phone calls and preparing fake ids for all three of us. he explained that mark had likely struck a deal with the syndicate to clear his own debts, offering the valenti heir as a peace offering. my husband, the man i had loved and trusted, had turned me into a decoy to cover his tracks. elias handed me a thick envelope of cash and a loaded glock, making me promise to only use it as a last resort. he had arranged a safe house three states away, a cabin off the grid where the cartel's influence couldn't reach us. we were supposed to leave at midnight, slipping out in a modified delivery van. but as we sat in the dimly lit office eating stale crackers, the little boy started coughing uncontrollably. his skin was burning up, a severe fever setting in rapidly.
