GRACE.

“What?!” I was almost yelling, but I couldn’t stop myself. How could he think of doing that to me?

The recorder was still running, making me unable to say anything more implicating, so I beseeched and pleaded with my eyes. Don’t do this to me, Connor Shelby, I beg of you!

I wanted to shriek at him so badly but was scared I could aggravate the situation. And all he did was stare at me with an amused expression and a smile at the corner of his lips.

“What d-do you mean she’s here, Mr. Shelby?” I tried not to stutter, raising my hands and clasping them together in...