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That life was taken from him when he got arrested for a crime he never committed.

"Ruger," said Jagger.

He veered across the room and approached the meeting table where Jagger sat. He had the day off and had left earlier that morning, determined to find a place to take Rachel.

"Katrina's looking for you." Jagger leaned back in the chair. "She went to the doctor today."

His chest tightened. "Is she okay? The baby?"

Jagger nodded. "Everything's good."

"Where is she?"

"She thought you were in the bed—"

He stormed away from the table, heading to the hallway. He'd tried to keep Rachel away from Katrina. His daughter trusted no one and would come to his defense without knowing the whole story about what happened between him and Rachel. That attitude already had Katrina disliking Rachel.

His daughter stood outside the bedroom. Her hands on her hips only accented her baby bump. He hurried forward, not wanting either woman upset.

"He's already helped you enough, don't you think?" Katrina's focus was in the bedroom.

Ruger slid between Katrina and the doorway, blocking Rachel from the interrogation. "Jagger mentioned you were looking for me."

Katrina frowned. "Why is she here again?"

"She needed a little help."

"And you're the only one who can do that?" Katrina inhaled swiftly. "What's really going on?"

He stepped into the hallway and shut the door. "Daughter or not, that's none of your business, baby."

"Get real." Katrina's upper lip curled. "She's not one of the girls who hang around at the parties."

"No, she's not." He rubbed the back of his neck. "I got a place to rent today. I'll be moving out of the clubhouse. I'll give Jagger the address. If you need anything, you'll know where to find me."

"Are you taking Rachel with you?"

He nodded.

"She's trouble, Dad. You're going to end up in prison again, and I'll be visiting you twice a month," she muttered.

"Baby." He framed her face with his hands. "I'm not going to give up my freedom. For anyone." He kissed her forehead. "I have a grandson who'll be here in a few months. I'm going to be in your life."

Katrina inhaled deeply. "I was trying to find you."

"What do you need?" He'd drop everything to help her. All she needed to do was ask. He'd love to help her.

Katrina reached into her back pocket and removed a piece of paper. "This is a copy. I feared the original would wrinkle if I carried it around, so I left it at home."

"What is it?"

She handed him the paper. He gazed down, studying the picture. Katrina moved his hands, turning the picture to the side. Finally, he saw the baby.

He lifted his gaze. "This is your baby?"

Katrina's smile grew bigger. "It's a 3D ultrasound. You can see his nose and mouth so clearly."

He blew out his breath. "He looks like you."