Chapter 39

Where’s Henry

“No sir, you might be mistaking me for someone else,” I lied, trying hard to mask my fear. How was I getting into more complicated situations every day? From Dad's death to the funeral, then the dungeon, and now I was with someone I had offended in the past, just when I thought I had a chance of escaping once again.

“Why don't I believe you?” he spat, gazing directly at me, probably in deep thought. “And why does your expression contradict your words?” His tone dripping with uncertainty. At that point, my heart raced. Even in my feeble state, I wished he would just drop me off, but how could I be sure I was safe in an unfamiliar place like this? The only way out was to maintain my stance of not knowing who he was.

“No, I’m right,” he said with a grin on his face. “You mentioned having a son earlier, which explains it all. The last time we met, you had a bulge, and now it’s clear. You're the one.” He narrowed his eyes at my flattened stomach. I was doomed. What could I do