Cane's POV
"They took my children, Cane! They tried to kill us! They blew up our boat! I am already involved!"
"You're pregnant!"
"Exactly!" she yelled, throwing her hands up. "I'm hormonal, armed, and I have a very legitimate grievance! Do you really want to get in my way right now?"
It was like arguing with a tornado. "Stephanie, be reasonable! One wrong move, one fall—"
"And what? I'll get a bruise? I survived a plane crash in the ocean! I survived your cooking! A few guys with guns are nothing!"
Henry and Mabel were watching us, fascinated, like it was a tennis match.
"You could get shot!" I roared.
"So could you!" she screamed back. "And then what? I'm left a widow, pregnant, with two missing kids and a bunch of dead bodies to explain? No thank you! We do this together or not at all!"
"That is emotional blackmail!"
