Single Lady Spy 01 - The End of Me

was a rogue agent."
    She shook her head, but I could see the truths making their way into her mind. Her eyes showed the doubts she was having and the uncertainty of her headshake.
    I whispered, "A bad man owns everything of mine. My home, my van, my car, my bank accounts, everything has been transferred into the ownership of this bad man. I have nothing. CI has basically told me, I will help or I will fry for the things James did. I have to help fix James' mistake. It's the only way to get the danger out of our lives and get what's rightfully ours back."
    Her face changed and I didn’t know the look she was giving me. She looked around oddly, and whispered so silently, I barely caught her word, "Evie, we can run. We can take the kids. I have a little nest egg your father put aside, for just a moment like this one. I know a place." She looked frightened, as silent tears slipped down her pale cheeks,
    I shook my head and cut her off, "No. They'll find me. They'll hurt the kids or you. They know all about all of us. There is no way."
    Ideas flew through her mind; I could see them rolling by like clouds in the sky. She twitched and shook her head, "We can go to the FBI."
    I laughed, "James hasn’t broken a law they govern. As far as they’re concerned, he’s dead. CI is going to take the three of you and go pick up Sissy, and take you somewhere. Somewhere safe. I won't help them if they don’t do this. I want you safe until this is over." My voice cracked, "You keep my babies safe."
    She pulled her hand away, "God damned him. What was he thinking?"
    I shook my head, "He was leaving me for Mel. It never was me he wanted. He got me pregnant. I just never knew. Dad told him to do the right thing."
    Her hands flew to her eyes, “You know?”
    I gave her a look, “What?”
    She sniffled and shook her head, “You know that for certain?”
    I nodded.
    She sobbed and shook her dark head. I crawled to her and wrapped my arms around her.
    "You can't do this to them. You can't abandon them."
    I pulled her back and smiled, "I'm not. I'm giving them the only person I trust in the whole world to keep them safe." I looked to the side of the room and spoke softly, "You can come out, Coop."
    He stepped from the walk-in closet with a savage look on his face, until my mom lifted hers. Instantly, the clouds from his face were gone and he smiled at her. It wasn’t his cocky smile either. It was sweet. I could see just how handsome he was with it.
    "Who are you?" she asked him. She sounded terrified.
    His eyes darted at me, "Everything she said was true. James was a bad man and has put the country in danger. My name is William Cooper. I'm in the section of the government where Evie and your late husband used to work. We need her to come back to work and help us."
    Mom looked at me and shook her head, "Will she be in danger?"
    I bit my lip and looked down. I didn’t want her to see the face I was making, she could read my face too easily.
    Coop smiled and shook his head, "No. I'm very good at my job, ma'am. I will keep your daughter completely safe." He offered her his hand, "You have my word."
    I rolled my eyes. He was nine years old for God's sake; what word did he have to give? Mom ate it up though. She smiled and eventually got up off the bed.
    I looked at Coop and nodded but spoke to my mother, "Can you go tell the kids they get to go on a fun trip and I'll make arrangements here with him."
    She looked at us both and then walked from the room. She wasn't happy and I didn’t blame her. I would kill Jules myself, if she ever said something like that to me.
    She closed the door and instantly Coop lashed at me. He grabbed my arms, "What are you doing?" He shook me. I jerked free and shoved him back, "You aren’t keeping them here as fucking bait. So you can play ball with me or I walk. I will go to jail for whatever the hell James did, just to see them safe."
    He paced across the carpet for a minute and then picked up his phone. He dialed and held it to his ear.
    He shot me a dirty look as he spoke “I need an evac and I need it now.”
    He hated whatever they said to him next; the look he gave me was absolute fury, "You tell anyone I’ve called you and that weekend I may or may not have footage, goes live." He ran his hands over his short, dark-blond hair and then looked back at me, pointing as they talked in his ear. He mouthed the words, "You are a pain in my ass."
    I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.
    He continued, "No,