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She pauses. “What did Drew say?”
My heart expands at the memory of his face this morning.
“He’s beyond excited that we’re having one of each.”
“The man is perfect.” She sighs. “Literally perfect.” Her voice drops to a whisper. “Unlike the XY chromosomes who just walked in here.”
“Sterling?”
“Yep. Most difficult client ever,” she mutters. “I’m so sorry I have to go. I’ll call you again later. We can talk more about the babies. I’m thinking Halliday is a great middle name for thegirl. And something with a good energy for their first names. I’ll get some ideas together.”
“You do that.” I laugh as we say goodbye.
I round the corner to where I parked this morning. I was running late, so I had to park further away from the elevators than usual in one of the older parts of the car park that’s barely used anymore.
What the hell?
My heart lurches up into my throat at the sight of the brand-new Range Rover that Drew bought me.
Every window is smashed, and the ground is littered in millions of tiny sharp fragments. There are violent red streaks lancing over the bodywork, dripping inside over the internal upholstery. The sickening sight is accompanied by a pungent stench of paint that’s thick in the air.
I look around at the other untouched cars. This was intended for me only. Another warning. Another threat.
“Damn it,” I mutter as I call up to the office to see if Jules is still there.
The phone rings out. She’d have gone out of the main entrance because she catches the bus home. Everyone else had already left.
I tap out a quick text to Drew, then bring up a number I haven’t used in months, swallowing hard as it rings.
“Soph?”
I screw my eyes shut and take a deep breath.
“Are you at work right now? I need to add something to the file Jules logged with you.”
“You okay?” Concern fills his voice as I open my eyes and take another look at my car. It’s no less shocking than the first time.
In fact, it’s worse.
It’s ruined.
Completely destroyed.
“I’m fine. But my car isn’t. Can you send someone out to take a look? I haven’t touched anything, but I doubt there’ll be fingerprints.” My eyes slide over the blood red paint before I glance around the deserted parking lot. “Tell them to buzz the office when they arrive, please. I’ll wait inside for them.”
Henry places his hand on my lower back as he guides me down the hallway to the main reception area of the station. He’s already had harsh words with the officers who brought me here to make a statement, instead of taking it at the office. I felt sorry for them. They were only doing their job, but Henry made a point of telling them I’m pregnant and should have been taken straight home.
I made sure I was extra helpful with their questions. I’m pregnant, not ill. And the fact that whoever did this chose today, the one day I parked in the older area of the car park without CCTV, seems surprisingly convenient. They’re either watching me more than I realize or they got lucky.
“Sophie.” Drew rushes through the front doors and over to me the minute we walk into reception.
His blue eyes are bright beneath dark brows, knotted with tension.
“I got to your office, but you were already gone. I saw the car. Are you okay?”
I step into his arms, breathing in his scent, but not missing the way he glares at Henry’s hand as it leaves my back.
“I’m fine. I’m ready to go home, though.”
