I chuckle and walk into the living room, taking out te note and reading it.
Everything you've been trying to run from is too consuming to hide. If you want Lucian to live, leave a black bag with the amount requested before in the park where you received this note. Otherwise, the child is ours and the kid dies.
Swallowing, I slip the note on the coffe table and bring Kyle on my lap, wanting Ian to come home already.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!