Chapter 2 - The Emergency Call They Never Expected
The sound in the distance grew louder.
Michael looked toward the driveway.
Then back at me.
“What did you do?”
I ignored him.
My only focus was Grandpa.
His hands were freezing.
His clothes were too thin.
His body looked smaller than I remembered.
“Grandpa, how long?”
He looked away.
That hurt more than anything.
Because he was protecting them.
Even after everything.
“Henry.”
My voice softened.
“Tell me.”
He swallowed.
“Three months.”
Three months.
I felt the number hit me harder than the rain.
Three months of lies.
Three months of my family pretending everything was fine.
Diane stepped forward.
“You’re overreacting.”
I looked at her.
“Overreacting?”
I pointed at the shed.
“Is this what you call care?”
She opened her mouth.
Nothing came out.
For the first time, she had no explanation.
Then my phone vibrated.
A message from Captain Whitmore.
“Units are approaching. Keep everyone separated.”
I looked at my family.
They heard the change in my tone.
They knew someone was coming.
Brandon stepped forward.
“You don’t understand what happened.”
I stared at him.
“Then explain.”
He couldn’t.
Because excuses sound different when the victim is standing right there.
Grandpa squeezed my hand.
“Claire…”
I leaned closer.
“Who locked the door?”
His eyes moved toward the house.
Toward my father.
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And that small movement told me everything.
📖 Chapter 3 reveals Grandpa’s first confession and the reason Michael wanted him hidden from the family. 👇
