Chapter 32
Hannah
I stumble from the hotel room, my stomach roiling. My mother is dead and the man who killed her is still in there. But he didn’t hurt me. Why?
In the hallway, I look left and right just as the elevator doors open.
Grant Carter steps out of the lift with a man and woman at his side. They’re dressed in formal wear, like they just returned from an event.
“Hannah? Are you okay?”
A sob works its way up my throat.
“No. I’m not. I think Brooks is in danger.”
He rushes to my side, taking me by the arm. “I have a suite nearby. Let’s get you out of here.”
“Thank you.”
I don’t know if it’s fate or coincidence that Grant Carter is here, but I’m not going to question it. Not when I have two lives growing inside of me to protect.