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Silence filled the room. Yet, I waited for an answer. He had been a man up until this point.

“I think this conversation is done.”

“Sit the fuck down,” I told him.

He looked at me. “Kyenna.”

“Sit. Down.”

He laughed lightly before sitting back down. He stared at me for another few seconds. I pulled the photograph closer.

“Were these your men?” I asked. “Did your people block that road?”

His tongue moved across the inside of his cheek. That told me enough, but I wanted to hear it.

“Q.”

“My people were there.”

Everything around me went quiet. I thought knowing would feel like something explosive. It didn’t. The shit felt cold.

“Doing what?”

“Making sure Rah stopped,” he said.

“How?”

“They blocked the road.”

My breathing stayed steady.

“And?”

“They fired.”

There it was. My husband’s last minutes reduced to nothing about wanting to fully go legit.

“You paid your men to shoot and kill my husband,” I said with my voice cracking.

“I was trying to protect my investments. Then I meant Averie and the kids, and my mindset has changed.”

Him bringing the kids into this conversation pissed me off.

“Don’t you dare bring my babies in this conversation. You weren’t thinking about them when you were worried about your investments.”

“I’m being honest.”

“No, you are not about to use Averie as some redemption story while sitting here admitting your men helped ambush the father of her children.”

Q’s eyes dropped.

“You think I planned on falling for her?”

“I don’t give a fuck what you planned.”

“I didn’t even know her like that when Rah died.”

“You looked her and the kids in the face, knowing you helped take the man they loved away.”