Chapter 11 Lyle quickly got on the case, determined to get his child. He knew it would be easy.There was so much on Karen. Easily he could declare her an unfit mother.

But just for a moment Lyle felt horrible. He doubted he could be a better father, but he did want his revenge.

What, exactly would he do with the child? He wondered as he sat looking through papers that would be used to aid him in court. Oh, well. It didn't really matter, just as long as he got it. He could hire a nanny. Yes a nanny.

Buried back in his paper work he realized there would have to be some sort of test to make sure the baby was his. He knew Karen, and he knew she would lie about the father, but lying about the father would be quit impossible with medical testing. He smiled. There would hardly be a defense for her.

Next was contacting her lawyer. He laughed to himself and then picked up the phone.

Karen picked up the phone and brought it to her ear.

"Hello?" She asked, turning the page of a magazine.

"Hello, Karen. This is your lawyer, Max Jennings."

Karen let the magazine flip closed and then tossed it to the ground beside her bed. "Oh, Max." The last time he had called was to inform her that she had a meeting with Lyle to begin their proceedings. Her relationship with him was suppose to end after her divorce proceedings went through. She hadn't expected to hear from him ever again. But here he was calling her.

"Yes, I'm sorry to inform you that Lyle Finster has requested another meeting to discuss your child."

Karen's grasp on the phone loosened and she almost dropped it until she realized she had to respond. "My what? My child! How the hell did he find out."

"I don't know, Karen." Max sighed. "It's a loosing battle as well. I'm afraid he has too much on you."

"I'm going to loose my child to that bastard!" Karen gasped, fighting back tears. Jack, upon hearing her screaming at someone came in from the bathroom with a towel around his waist.

"What's wrong, Kare?" Jack cried.

"What the hell am I suppose to do?" Tears were streaming down her face.

"Show up at the meeting. That's all I can tell you. Maybe you can work something out. He can't keep the baby from you, you're its mother." Max tried to comfort her.

Karen had no more strength to yell so she just nodded and whispered, "Ok," and then hung up. She rolled over and began sobbing uncontrollably into the pillows on her bed.

"Kare, what's wrong?" Jack sat on the edge of the bed and wrapped his arms around her shaking shoulders.

Karen turned her head and looked at him. Her fingers gripping into the pillows, her eyes weary and teary, her lips tight. "He found out." She whispered looking almost drunkenly at Jack.

"What? But how?" Jack asked.

"I don't know. The bastard knows everything." Karen cried and then fell back into the pillows, crying more uncontrollably. Jack just held on to her.
There was no use in hiding her stomach. It hadn't completely swelled, but was close enough to require a whole new wardrobe. She wasn't happy. She hadn't been since the phone call. Instead of her happy mood swings, where she'd laugh after she cried, she'd just keep crying, latched on to Jack. No matter how hard he tried to cheer her up, she still wouldn't smile for him, or laugh.

Jack escorted her to the meeting. He couldn't stand leaving her by herself with the bastard.

The meeting began. Lyle's lawyer talked mainly to Karen's lawyer, while Karen avoided eye contact with Lyle. She hated, resented, and wanted to kill him. Why was he doing this to her? He could care less about the child. Maybe if she did kill him. It wouldn't be her; it'd be through someone else. Yeah, she could hire someone to hire a hit man, so it was never traced back to her.

"Karen," A voice interrupted her deadly thoughts.

"What?" She sat up and looked around. Her lawyer was trying to address her.

"You've sobered up, have you not?"

"Yes, I have. The minute I found out I was pregnant I never touched another bottle." Karen said honestly.

"See, so she does have the capability to stop. She's not so much an alcoholic that she can't take care of a child." She let her lawyers words fade out once again. She could care less. She could care less about her whole life.

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