formal charges against me for violating the treaty. But that's a distraction; he's planning a strike, I just know it." As if sensing Charmaine's surprise, he turned to her. "I got the texts this morning. I didn't want you to know until we were safely here." She glared at him, but he didn't budge. "That's not treating you like a child," he insisted. "I had every intention of you finding out, but I didn't want to stress you out so early in the morning."
He turned to his father, whose face was furrowed in a deep frown. "We've got to get one of our Elders over here to verify her pregnancy and then the Council can negotiate it between themselves. I'm not going to trial at his whim, especially not when I already requested a meeting with the Elders for this very reason. In the meantime," he continued, "I've called everyone and told them to lay low." Dominic nodded.
"Who else should we call?"
Dominic motioned to Parker to wheel him back into the bedroom. "There's one more, but I can make this call myself."
"Dad, you don't have to—"
He held up his withered hand. "Let me feel useful," Dominic growled. "This is my grandson's safety we're talking about."
"Fair enough." Parker nodded and wheeled his father into the other room.
An insistent buzzing began in Charmaine's purse, and reluctantly she dug for the phone and powered it off without looking to see who it was. It hardly mattered, not now. Lena handed her a steaming mug of tea and she thanked her with a grateful smile. The two sat making small talk while they waited for Parker and Dominic to return from the other room.
Both men looked relieved when Parker wheeled Dominic back out to the living room. "We have an Elder on the way to verify the pregnancy and the fact that we are Mates," Parker announced. "He's coming tomorrow, not today, but that's soon enough." Dominic nodded in agreement, and Charmaine felt herself relax. Parker's got it under control. In less than a day, this will all be over and we can start having a normal life again.
Parker took the cup of tea his mother handed him and sat down next to Charmaine. "See, Baby, I told you everything would be okay," he said, rubbing the tip of his nose against hers. She smiled in spite of the doubts that still swirled in her mind and laid her head on his shoulder.
Seconds later, his phone beeped in his pocket, vibrating against her hip. He pulled it out and put it to his ear. "Kreuger here," he answered impatiently. Charmaine watched his expression turn from irritated to concerned. For a brief moment she thought somehow Christopher had gotten his number until Parker's face drained of its color. Finally he hung up and spoke in a strangled voice.
"There's been an accident."
CHAPTER SIX
"We just changed the emergency contact for Maddie's school last week," Parker explained to Charmaine as they sped to the scene. His heart galloped and his foot pressed harder and harder on the accelerator, but he forced his voice to remain calm and steady. "I'm so glad I got that call instead of one of my parents. I don't think my mom can handle one more thing at this point."
He'd downplayed the accident to his parents as they left, saying only that the bus had hit a guardrail, rather than explaining how serious it really was. In fact, it was the worst school bus accident in the history of their state. Forty-eight students were on the bus when it burst through the guardrail and plummeted over the embankment. The driver, who hadn't been wearing his seatbelt, was thrown through the windshield and killed instantly. Eleven children had already been flown to the shock trauma center. Paramedics were in the process of triaging the rest of the children. Parker only knew that Maddie wasn't among the eleven. Thank God.
But he was unprepared for what greeted them at the scene of the accident. He gripped Charmaine's hand as they waded through a sea of flashing lights and terrified families. A
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