Chapter 22

Trisha drove into the compound with a speed that made the security guard at the gate wave nervously. She barely noticed him, her hands gripping the steering wheel tightly as her mind raced. The moment her car came to a halt, she jumped out, slamming the door shut without care. She was on a mission.

As she approached the house, she spotted Fiona standing outside, wringing her hands anxiously. Fiona’s eyes widened as she saw Trisha coming, her face a mixture of relief and worry.

“Fiona,” Trisha called out, her voice firm but laced with urgency. “What’s going on? Did something happen to Kathryn?”

Fiona hesitated, her hands...