Imogene Scott
My car pulls up in the parking lot. I rush across the lobby, my heart hammering in my chest. All I want to do is see Lily and Breonna isn’t answering her phone either.
I can only think of the worst. What if she planned all this with Damien to kidnap Lily? Should I be calling the police?
Ding!
I arrive on the sixth floor and rush to my door, repeatedly pressing the door bell. After a few seconds which felt like eternity, the door opens and I waltz in.
All is normal. Breonna seems a little rattled, Lily is asleep on the couch and I look like a mad woman searching for her lost daughter. My blood runs cold, I need to talk to Breonna.
Without saying a word, I gently lift Lily off the couch, then go into my room and place her on the bed. The second I get back into the living room, I start questioning Breonna.
“Is your name even Breonna? What more are you lying about?” I try to keep my voice low.
She feigns innocence. “I’m not sure what you mean, Mrs Scott.”
“I know everything.” I brace my palm on my forehead, forcing myself to say his name. “I know Damien sent you!”
“I…”
“You’re his sister!” I snap, finally losing my cool.
I feel like a fool. No wonder she was able to impress me in every way. Because Damien already told her everything about me. This is fucked up. They both lied to me.
“This isn’t Damien’s fault. It’s mine.” Breonna says, sinking into a couch.
“No!” I bark. “He doesn’t get to have someone else take the blame for what he did.” I start pacing the room. “Give me your phone, Breonna.”
She cocks her head. “What?”
“Please.”
She seems reluctant as she hands it to me. As I predicted, Damien was the last person she spoke to. Were they really trying to kidnap Lily?
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