"Marcel, bring Ethan to the basement," Gabriel said as soon as the phone was answered. I raised an eyebrow. What was he talking about? "Gabriel, what's going on?" I asked.
Gabriel's voice was terse as he responded, "Daisy, I feel that Ethan might be involved in some things you need to know about. I need to talk to him, and the basement is the only place where we can have some privacy and discuss this without him being able to cause any unwanted attention. I didn't want you involved while you are in this condition."
"Condition? Gabriel, I'm pregnant. I'm not unwell. I can cope with things still, and I wish you would include me in this from the start." I huffed.
I felt a knot of unease in my stomach at Gabriel's words. I trusted him, but the thought of Ethan being involved in something shady made my heart race with apprehension.
"Do you want to see him or not?" Gabriel growled, and I could sense the irritation in his tone.