He sat down next to me without invitation. I opened my mouth several times to ask him to leave but somehow couldn't manage it. It was incomprehensible, at least to me, that such a large man could look so broken. When I finally did speak it was to ask him a question that had been buzzing around in my head since he showed up at the hospital.590Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvzQQdWNcbl
"If you hate him so much, why on earth are you here?"
He shook his head. "I do hate him Amy. Every bit as before. But to hate someone doesn't mean you want them dead."
"He used to be your friend..."
"Yes."
My Mom was coming down the hallway. She started when she saw the Inspector and rushed over to me.
"What are you doing here?" She nearly snarled at him. "Haven't you done..."
"Lisa..."
"You want to pin everything on Amy, don't you? You want to take our daughter away from us. No...You are not going to do that."
"Mom...He just wanted to know how Dad was."
"Leave." She spat the word at him with so much venom that I could hardly believe it was my own mother speaking. To my even greater surprise the Inspector left without another word.
"Hold this..." My mother put Dad's wallet and phone in my hand and sank down on the chair. I couldn't bring myself to even say a single word to her. Absent mindedly I just started using Dad's phone. It's screen was cracked but no major damage had happened to it.
In the messages folder was a single text in all caps.
HOW LONG ARE YOU GOING TO HOLD ON TO YOUR LITTLE SECRET?
To be continued...
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