Chapter 15 - The Person Behind The Door

I stared at the photo.
My hands went cold.
The person standing behind Audrey wasn’t Julian.
It wasn’t Arthur.
It wasn’t Miriam.
It was someone I trusted.
Someone who had been helping us.
Someone who knew every step we made.
Audrey looked at my face.
“Dad?”
I couldn’t answer.
Because the image was impossible.
The person in the photo was smiling.
Standing beside Audrey before everything happened.
Before the bruises.
Before the mansion.
Before Julian raised the bat.
Then another message appeared.
May you like
One sentence.
“You’re looking at the wrong enemy.”