As Rhea told Morticia the whole story about Valerie's uncle, Morticia felt anger and worry rising in her chest.

The urge to find the man named Drake triggered her.

"He said that bastard is in town. Definitely has a motive... a dangerous one, I presume," Rhea sighed. "Val asked me not to tell anyone... but I think you already know the reason why I'm telling you."

Morticia nodded, knowing what Rhea meant. "Sure, that bastard needs to be caught. How dare he return after all he did and still have the guts to appear at Nana's funeral?"

"I know, right? I wish I could break both of his legs!" Rhea's...