O'Grady to the hospital. She had assured me that she would let them know and that she would pray over Mrs. O'.That settled, Sarah and I needed to make...plans. "We can stay in my apartment Stan, but if this plot goes up into the FBI, that would not be a good hide-out."The situation looked bleak. "Yeah babe, and we still need to find a safe man too. Not just any can-opener, but a good one." I spotted one of Don Guido's goons over by the entrance. I gave Sarah the high sign and put my hand on my. I had become Gina Black—or now… Gina Ward. I was twenty-two years old and had known Chris since we were children. “I want to toast my daughter and her new husband,” my father announced. No! He’s not my father! He’s Gina’s! I scolded myself. Everyone raised their glasses. “May they live a long and prosperous life and bear me many grandchildren.” “I'll second that,” Chris chuckled, squeezing my butt. Breathe, Carley. You’re in control. Or was I? I wasn't sure any more. I just knew I. "Look I'll have a word with Mark and tell him that option is out then,but it'll be a hard case to crack otherwise," Anthony conceded."No, you have to work," Anwyn conceded as well. "But don't make a habitout of this and only for one week. The baby is due in three weeks and Iwant you there for the birth."Anthony was learning to get around Anwyn's little temper flare-ups. Ithad taken him a while, but he'd finally realised that a little give onhis part would soften her approach. Perhaps it was. As I exited the office I was approached by a police office, she was about 24, brown haired, and pretty. But there was something about the eyes that said, 'danger'"Mr. Paul Purple?" She asked I nodded, "I've been assigned to watch over you for today, I hope you won't give me any trouble." This wasn't a question, I shook my head."Not at all officer, will you want to be inside the classroom or outside, I think inside would be more interesting." I smiled at her; as if telling her I was harmless,.