Page 67 of Got To Get You Into My Midlife

Wally sighed dramatically. “The question is not,who is?The question is,who is not?”

My stomach dropped to my toes. Gideon growled. I glanced around wildly. I trusted everyone here. Or, I thought I did. Wait. I didn’t trust Pandora or Hemah, but those I loved and trusted did.

Fuck me.

“What are we supposed to do?” I asked all four of the Horsemen. “TELL ME.”

“You wait,” Wally said.

“You watch,” Fred added.

“You prepare,” Dirk said.

“And you strike,” Carl advised.

Wally smiled. It was weary and sad. “That is all we know, Daisy. Make the best decisions and pray. For if the child is destroyed… the end will come.”

Enemies of the world could bring it on. I would be ready and waiting.

Anyone coming for my Alana Catherine was about to learn that messing with the Angel of Mercy’s child would get them dead.

My midlife was about to get spicy, again, and I would break the Scoville scale to burn anyone coming for me and mine from the inside out.

The end… for now