Plans
“Ryan, don't." "Don't what? My wife, my eight-month-pregnant wife, is being held hostage in some fucked-up place and suffering for over a week. We've been through this twice, Roger.” I hear him shout downstairs, and Brice nods at me. “She was deported by her adopted sister to England, and her ex was after her. Then her sister attacked her in their old house.” My mouth forms an O, and I return to listening to the argument downstairs.