Chapter 54

"Okay, I'll call Marcos, and you call his parents." I nod at my mother. "I'll go on my phone." I quickly walk into the bedroom to retrieve my phone. I look at Jamaica who turned slightly but was still sleeping graciously. I smiled at her. "We'll get your daddy back." William might be Jamaica's biological father, but he was in no sense her daddy. He wasn't the one who stayed up at the nights when she cried. He wasn't the only who changed her diapers. He wasn't the one she giggled at. Williams hasn't been in her life. She didn't know him. He was nothing to her. Just like she was nothing to him. I grabbed my phone off the nightstand and exited the room. I dialled Hannah's number and waited patiently for it to be answered. It was 3'O clock in the morning; I'm sure no one would be too happy to answer their phones that late but Hannah answered on the first ring. "Jakoby? Is something wrong? Why are you calling so late?" her voice was low. I felt bad for waking her up from her sleep, bu