Hannah’s eyes flashed with guilt at the mention of the box, but she held her ground. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I don’t know anyone called Jacqueline.”
“Do you really not know her?” Shane suddenly chimed in, his eyes narrowing.
He scares me the most. He looks at me like he’s capable of having me killed at any moment.
Hannah lowered her face to avoid meeting his gaze. “No, I don’t.”
Sally and Natalie exchanged a glance. “Nat, what do you think? Is she telling the truth?”
Natalie frowned and shook her head.
It only takes a stubborn will to make a lie indiscernible from the truth.
“Shane, what about you?” Natalie looked toward her husband.
Shane did not answer her. Instead, he summoned Silas.
“Mr. Shane,” the latter entered the room promptly and stood at attention.
“Bring me the lie detector,” Shane ordered.
Sally perked up at once. “Oh, how exciting!” she squealed. “If she tells a lie, Nat, she will be electrocuted immediately!”
As she spoke, she pointed at Hannah.
“No, no!” Hannah screamed, her face pale with fright.
“That’s not up to you to decide.” Sally cast a contemptuous gaze at her.
Natalie said nothing. Instead, she stared at Hannah thoughtfully.
Within seconds, Silas returned with the lie detector.
Hannah took one look at it and sprang to her feet in shock.
With a grim chuckle and a vast stride of her long legs, Sally appeared in front of Hannah to block her path of escape. With another swift movement, Sally twisted Hannah’s arm around her back and pinned her against the couch.
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