The rest of the ride, I was quiet while in my head. Why the fuck would anyone shoot at Aimee while she had my son? That had to be the reason she kept calling me, and I ignored her call when she needed me. How the fuck could I ignore her when she needed me. Aimee always told me that I was all she had, and in the moment when she needed me the most, I let my pride and pettiness get into the way.