Chapter 382

Troy came back pretty quick with a pile of food. The baby formula, bottle, and warm water Celeste Harper had asked for were tossed carelessly into the back seat. He didn’t even pause—just got in and hit the road. The guy was seriously on edge all the time. Glancing at the rearview mirror, he frowned. “Why’s that kid still out cold? Don’t tell me she’s dead.” Celeste had just settled Leanne into the wicker basket and was mixing the formula. At his words, she averted her eyes. “Why not let her go? She has nothing to do with the Shaw family. Just a kid from my tutoring program. I brought her along to help.” But Troy saw right through her. He shot her a cold, warning look. “Don’t play games. Who stays or goes isn’t up to you.” Celeste shut her mouth immediately. After shaking the bottle, she began feeding Leanne. Using the baby as cover, she slipped part of a torn bun into Ella’s mouth. Someone asleep always drew less attention. She had no idea where Troy was taking them, but she did know