Nicholas walked into the room behind me. “Mark? What the hell?”
“Protocol, Sir.” Mark did not lower the gun away from me. “The answer, Piper. Please.”
“Morning glory,” I said.
Instantly, Mark lowered the gun. “I’m sorry.”
I shook my head. “Whatever it takes to keep Elva safe. Where is she?”
Mark motioned toward the closet. I rushed over and opened the door.
Elva, the Nanny, and Charlotte were playing dress up.
Elva laughed when she saw me. “Mommy!”
I rushed forward and pulled her into a tight hug. She was wearing a pair of my high heels. Her foot slipped right out of the shoe when I lifted her.
“Play with us, Mommy!”
“I will. Just give me a moment, okay?” I lowered Elva back to the ground, and she returned to the Nanny to play.
Charlotte met my eye across the closet. She gave me
