Lincoln’s POV
I hated to see the kid cry, watching her fall apart like that broke me, and it got worse when I realised she overheard my damn phone call with Harrison. I didn’t have a clue that she was outside of the office, she didn’t come in until ten to fifteen minutes after I hung up, I assumed she was still upstairs with her mother.
Knowing that she’d heard everything I said, carried around the fear that these assholes might hurt her Mom ties me up in knots. This s.hit needs to end and it needs to end now! I never want to see that look on my little girl’s face ever again, she should only ever have smiles and light in her eyes, not the dark fear that I could see there only half an hour ago today, shadowing her features.
I navigate my way carefully through the roads, that will lead us
