Ninety

Ellen's POV

I stared out the window as my father and I drove towards the outskirts of town. It had been a long time since I had left town and I certainly did not think that I would be leaving this way. I did not expect that good-for-nothing lawyer to come and try to mess things up.

I took a breath and turned to my father. “Dad,” I finally broke the silence, my voice clear and audible,

“What exactly is the situation with the lawyer?”

Father sighed deeply, his eyes fixed on the road. “He was caught trying to sneak out of the hospital grounds to meet with Kamille. We’ve put enough security around him now, so he won’t be able to reach out to Kamille again. But surprisingly, the latest report says he’s lost his memory.”

I felt a flicker of relief, but it was quickly replaced by suspicion. “That’s great, but if he’s lost his memory, then who the hell sent a message to Kamille?”

“That’s what we’re going to find out.” His voice was firm, a resolve I knew all too well.

We continued in silence