Chapter 88

Poppy

The silence after Sebastian's words was so thick I could've cut it with a knife.

Detective Carroll slowly loosened his grip on my wrist and the detective let go of me, swallowing hard at the look on Daddy's face.

I yanked it back immediately and scrambled behind Daddy on the stairs, peering around his arm at the two detectives.

He straightened, holding his head up and said curtly. "We can continue this in my study,"

"Daddy," I whispered, tugging at his arm. "What's going on? Why are they, what did they mean about four people dying? There's no way you're involved right?"

Daddy gazed down at me...