LAKE

“Did you talk to my wife?” Giosue was an arrogant, over-confident son of a bitch. I knew when I met one.

“Yes. Thank you for allowing me to meet her, even briefly. Unfortunately, she said she’s not feeling well like you said. I let her rest.” Maverick smiled tightly, but I felt something was wrong.

“Of course.”

After the refreshment he offered, Maverick put a hand on her stomach.

“Are you okay?” I hoped she was not pregnant, given how many problems kept ...