Chapter Nine

Kiesha.

All she could think of after how quickly life was progressing, was her baby boy: the phone call she recieved with him in her arms while she was at her parents house the night Mike Mike was arrested, placing him in his bassinet before walking in on Mike Mike constructing the tunnel in their basement. Her mind was beginning to wonder into a state of PTSD. She began to think about how life would of been if she hadn't chose to be with Mike. Would she should be more protected? Being a mother to his child. Raising a boy who would more than likely follow in the foot steps of his father's.

She reflected on many things during the days in Dubai. How the nine month wait for the baby was exhausting. They had practiced the drill of what to do a dozen times. She was in labor for an arduous twenty-two hours. Doing all the heavy work with Mike of course by her side. Both of them agreed on the name Adam.