Chapter 65

He snorted. “If it’s any consolation, I’ve weathered that storm. You’ll be fine.”

Cutter shrugged like he didn’t care. Not surprising since he obviously felt as if his heart had been ripped out. “Whatever. You didn’t come here to hear my sad-sack problems. So why did you drive all this way?”

“For Brea. I’m flying to Mexico tonight. I need your help to keep her safe.” He explained the situation with Montilla, along with his plan.

Bryant swore under his breath. “Are you crazy? That’s a suicide mission.”

He’d put the best spin possible on his scheme for Brea, but he couldn’t bullshit Cutter. “Probably. I maybe have a one-in-ten chance of walking out of this alive.”

“Then why do it?”

“Because there’s no damn life I want to live anymore without her and our baby in the center of it. Either I make us whole and safe or I’m out of the picture and she goes on.”

“I’ll go with you.”

Cutter was offering to risk his life? Yeah, probably for Brea’s s