He Chose Another Heir Now He Wants Me Back Chapter 37
Ray laughed, startling sparrows from the roof.
“Sit. And that Moretti kid with you can sit, too. I don’t like craning my neck to talk.”
Dante took a folding chair from the van and sat a short distance away, his head lowered over his phone, giving us space. But I knew his peripheral vision never left our surroundings.
Ray glanced at him.
“Your mother needs a liver transplant?”
“Yes. We had one successful match, but the donor changed their mind. That was their right.”
“Three volunteer donors passed the initial screening, enough to move forward.” Ray pulled a brown paper envelope from under his chair. “They’re old acquaintances of mine, but the hospital will evaluate them independently. Two have already completed the first round of assessments.”
My heart hammered against my ribs.
“What do you want?”