“And the baby is due very soon. Let me ask you this: Is there a likelihood of future harm to the child?” He doesn’t let me speak before he flaps a hand at me. “Obviously there is. The father’s history of violence and drugs. Her past history.”

“Yes, you’re right, Morris. There is a likelihood of harm here. In fact, I have to tell you I’ve also mentioned this to Sully. He investigated Eli Beck, discovered he’s a fugitive. He’s keeping an eye out for him and will arrest him if he’s seen around town.” I pause. It’s all in the timing. “But my sister. I’m worried she’ll get caught in all this.”

“Isn’t she already?”

“Yes. She’s involved with the drugs. But her baby shouldn’t have to pay for her sins.” There. It’s done. No turning back now. “And there’s one more thing I need to tell you. She’s hidden drugs in my house.”

Morris pales. “Do you know where they are? Are we talking a lot of drugs?”

“Yes. Thousands of dollars’ worth, and cash. I’m afraid it’s enough to classify her as a dealer.”

“Good Christ, Alex. Does Sully know that part? Did he confiscate the drugs and the money?”

I stand up and pace in the tiny room. “I probably should have come to you earlier, Morris. But I …”

His face softens. “You were frightened you’d get your sister into more trouble, that she’d be another pregnant mother in custody. So you didn’t go that far with Sully.”

“Yes.” I stop, cover my mouth with a palm. “I hope I haven’t made a mistake. I’m worried there’s not enough time to do the right thing.”

“I’m sure there’s still time.” Morris holds out a Kleenex box, waits while I sit back down and dab my eyes. “The first thing we have to do is report the drugs. Do you know where they are?”

I nod, burying my face in my tissue for effect.

“We removed Buster Floyd for much less. Alex, you have to know what this means. You do, don’t you?”

He thinks he’s leading me. I look up at him, my eyes steely and real. “Ruth’s child is in danger. And he’s my blood. He’s mine. I’m ready to accept that now. I hear you, Morris.” I let out a shaky breath. “We have grounds for removal.”

Morris reaches out his hand, places it on the papers in front of him. “I know this is hard for you. But we have to move quickly. Those drugs need to be confiscated, and we must put a birth alert out at the hospital, let them know a child is due to be born who will need protection.”