Adam stood off to the side, eyes on Aminu and his family while the media adjusted their cameras and whispered among themselves.
"You know I could just kill them and be done with it," Adam said casually, glancing at Rebecca.
Rebecca was listening to Sade, nodding once in a while. She didn't even look at him when she replied.
"And then you become a crazed tyrant who murders people on live broadcast because he can," she said. "That's not what you want."
Adam shrugged. "Who cares what they think."
He turned like he was about to leave, then stopped.
Kahdijah walked in like she owned the place.
She looked around, eyes bright, lips curled into a grin that said she was enjoying every second of this.
"Wow," she said. "Alex wasn't exaggerating. You really went all out. Look at them. Quiet. Shaking. Even made my mother cry."
She laughed softly, then walked closer.
"Hello, mother," she said sweetly. "It's me. Kahdijah."
Shakira stiffened.
