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It doesn’t matter if I believe him or not I won’t let another man risk my child’s life

“Prove it Tellabout Corbin Tell me where my son is,” I say My eyes connect with Maxwell’s I plead with hi the truth from me

“His name is Corbin Brown He’s two years older than Waylon He inherited his father’s drug sanization and doubled it in size While Waylon, being thelaw enforceovernment in his pocket was the best way

to help the business instead of handling the day to day organization So he ran for office They also had a third brother He was the youngest He was killed in a shoot-off with a rival organization just before his eighteenth birthday And a sister, who I don’t think involves herself in the illegal stuff”

I bite my lip, and my heart aches for Waylon He had two brothers One dead The other a criminal

“Both men wanted a way to increase their power andone of their own again They heard of this legend from your father, Liesel More money than they earned in the last decade That kind of ain So they worked together to get you under their control Waylon courted you, while Corbin took your son You were the key to getting everything they ever wanted With Waylon’swhatever it takes in order to get you to give hi”

The concern in Maxwell’s eyes feels real, too real He’s either a good actor, or he truly is concerned for my son’s life My son, who is perfectly safe But if my son is with Beckett, whose child does Corbin mistakenly have?

“Why are you here telling ure out who Waylon works with for months,” I say

“Because Ifor them, and I want to help fix that”

Langston scoffs, like it’s not possible

“Tellmy son,” I say

Maxwell’s eyes water “I don’t know”

“You’re a dead ston says

“No! He’s not” I sla the attention of an older couple nearby who looks at ust for ot the attention of the two men

“I don’t trust you, Max, but I haven’t sentenced you to death yet either What did Corbin tell you to do?”