"Yes. Why, what happened?" Prior's snaps.
I look at the security footage still paused on Valentina's phone on Frederick Hightower's face.
"Frederick has Erin," I say. "And Prior..." I pause. "She's pregnant. The baby is Landon's."
A long silence.
“Fuck,” he snarls, low and angry.
Quinn's hand tightens on my arm. I look at her and she's watching me with those green eyes, her hand at her stomach, afraid but trying not to show it. She's trying to be strong when everything is falling apart around her.
Fuck. The war I thought we'd won just started all over again.