“What?!” Ivan gasps, his gun falling to his side as he gapes at me, his eyes wide.
Daniel groans and drops the pretense of holding his hands up, burying his face in them instead.
“You’re pregnant!?” Ivan asks, aghast.
“And YOU!” I say, pointing an accusing finger at him. “Are a cop, Ivan! So if we’re trying to compare surprises here – I still think I win!”
“Ohhh my god,” Ivan groans, turning his back to us and scraping his free hand down the length of his face, apparently completely forgetting his job of keeping us at gunpoint. He turns to glares at me over his shoulder. “I can’t believe you let him knock you up, Fay,” he says, like it’s the worst god damn news he’s ever heard. “You’re such an idiot.”
“Um, excuse me,” I say, appalled, “I didn’t let anyone –“
“So,” Daniel interrupts, his face curious as he steps forward and looking carefully at Ivan. “You’re…not the father?”
“Daniel!” I gasp, betrayed, at the same moment in which Ivan remembers he’s a cop and turns to point his gun at Daniel again, scowling and shaking his head.
“No,” Ivan snaps. “I’m not. Now back against the wall.”
Daniel does as he’s told, pressing his back again against the wall and tiredly holding his hands up again.
But as much as Daniel’s willing to play nice, I am livid. “You’re such a fucking dick, Ivan,” I growl, crossing my arms across my chest and glaring at him with all of the hatred I currently feel.
“I’m a dick!?” Ivan snaps, turning his head to look at me again. “Seriously, Fay? After everything you know Lippert did – after everything he confessed to you?! I’m a dick!?”
“Um, ya!” I retort, leaning forward and laying the words out like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. Because it is. “You’re. A. Dick. Ivan.”
“I’m a cop!”
“Precisely! You completely betrayed me, Ivan!”
He bares his teeth at me then, full of rage. “He’s a fucking murderer, Fay. He killed my dad.”
My eyes go wide at this and I stand up straight. “What?”
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