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receptionists and the supervisor was so impressed he’d petitioned for her move to his section. She’d been working as the lead receptionist for the last year.
    “Miss Faith Collins, please.”
    Faith stopped her typing. “This is Faith Collins.”
    “Ma’am, this is Mindy at Reece’s daycare. I was instructed to call you. It seems Reece has developed a slight fever and is throwing up. The flu is making the rounds. I’m afraid you’ll need to come get him. He can return with a doctor’s note once the symptoms have passed.”
    “Alright. I’ll be there in…” Faith glanced at the digital readout on her console. “…twenty-five minutes, depending on traffic.”
    She disconnected the call and immediately hit her supervisor’s direct line.
    “Maxwell.”
    “Max, it’s Faith. Reece is sick. I’m sorry, but I’m going to have to ask for the rest of today and I might need a few more days, too. The daycare thinks it might be the flu.”
    “Damn. That flu has been nasty this year. Give me a couple minutes to button up down here and I’ll be up to relieve you.”
    “Thank you so much. I’m sorry.”
    “It’s okay, honey. The last time you asked for a day it was to attend your brother’s funeral. I’ll be up shortly.”
    Max’s portly frame waddled across the foyer about five minutes later. He’d donned his suit jacket. Faith assumed he’d bought it more than a few years ago. The dark tan jacket pulled horribly against the bulk of Max’s meaty arms and back. Although it had three buttons, the thread wouldn’t withstand the stretch needed to close the material over his well-rounded belly.
    “Thank you so much, Max. I’m sorry.”
    Max’s big hazel eyes held hers with a soft, warm comfort. “Go. Take care of your baby. I’ll cover until Monday. If you need more time than that, give me a call. You covered for me when Rudy died.”
    Faith’s eyes watered at the mention of Max’s partner. The company hadn’t recognized same-sex marriages at the time, and when Rudy passed suddenly from a heart attack, Max didn’t get the bereavement leave everyone else would be entitled to. Faith worked extra hours and clocked in as Max so he could make ends meet. If she’d been discovered, she’d have lost her job. But she’d promised herself she’d always do the right thing, no matter the cost. With her past, it was either change or become one of them. She wouldn’t let that happen, not while she could still breathe.
    “Love you, Max.”
    “I love you too, hon. Call me and let me know how Boo is doing.”
    “I will, and I’ll be back as soon as he’s able to go back to daycare.”
    “I know, hon.”
    Faith grabbed her purse and headed out of the building. Reece’s daycare was just over I-95, about five miles, but the lunchtime traffic in the Savannah satellite city of Pooler, Georgia, was insane. She headed for her car at a jog. Her baby needed her.
    ***
    Faith pulled into her driveway an hour later. She carefully extracted Reece from his car seat and lifted him. He was getting so big. Tall and big-boned for a four-year-old. Her genes. She couldn’t say about his father. She didn’t know which of the men that had taken their turn with her had gotten her pregnant. Regardless, she’d make damn sure her boy would grow into a formidable man.
    “I don’t feel good, Momma.”
    “I know, baby.”
    The unmistakable sound of a motorcycle engine revving made her jump and spin. She clenched Reece tightly against her and scanned the area. There was no movement in the little community that she could see. But the sound of the motorcycle engine fading into the distance did little to calm her terrified nerves.
    Reece tucked his head and coughed against her neck. Dear Lord in heaven, she did not need to be freaking out now. She cast a glance to her left and breathed a sigh at seeing Cal’s patrol vehicle parked next door. The man was a cop in Pooler. The affluent city was building at a tremendous rate, but they