~SIERRA~I couldn't believe Nana; she was really asking me to choose. How could I choose between their grandmother and father? This was impossible. I shook my head in disbelief."Alright, great choice,” she said, then turned to leave, but I stopped her by holding her hand.“Nana…”“Then ask him to leave now.”“I can't.”“What?” She shook her head.“Listen, I understand Damian wronged you…”“Us!” She interrupted, “You lost your father.”"Yes, us, but what he did was to protect us.”“Protect us? Sierra, do you want to rub salt on my wound?”“N-no Nana I would never do that; Dad's death still hurts me.”"Yes, it does; that's why you called his murderer to live with us.” She sarcastically said.“He's a changed man.”“When did it get to this, Sierra? Don't tell me you are falling for him again.”“I'm not Nana; you are the one who told me to let him be with the kids.”“But that was before I found out he was a criminal.”“He's not, and I am going to prove that.”“You?” She shook her head as
~SIERRA~This was surely the right time; I was about to open my mouth to tell them when Nana interrupted.“It's just like that; everyone has a twin, but that doesn't necessarily mean they are blood-related.”“What's blood-related?” Nathan asked Nana, and Ingrid rolled her eyes.“It means they are not family,” she mockingly said, and I changed the topic by asking about their day before they could argue.The rest of the dinner went well; the kids expressed how much they enjoyed Damian’s company. “I can't wait for tomorrow,” Ingrid said, and I was happy that they loved him.After dinner, I took them to their room and helped brush their teeth, then read a bedtime story for them since Beatrice and Lana were helping clean up while Nana received a suspicious call as her eyes widened in fear when she saw the caller ID's name.“And Goldi never went into the woods again, the end.” I closed the book and looked at my children, who were now fast asleep. I read the story three times, so this was th
~SIERRA~No, I couldn't let myself fall for him again; I couldn't betray myself. Damian was my ex-husband, and even if he was changed, I was not going to get back with him. Sure, we will share custody as a parent, but we will never get back together. I cleared my throat, which brought me out of my frozen state. I couldn't let him see that he still affected me, but before I could say a word, my phone started to ring, and I reached for it and picked it up.“Sam,” I said as I placed it on my ear and turned to Damian, who was silently looking at me.“Hi, Ms. Reid...”"Oh, really, with the formalities again?”“I'm working on your father's case; it's best if we keep it professional.”“How is keeping professionals going to help?”"Sierra, you do not understand, and I get that, but please, now is not the time to argue; I need your help.” Her voice softened.“Oh, tell me, what do you need from somebody like me who knows nothing about crimes?” I said that sarcastically, as I remembered last tim
~SIERRA~No, I couldn't die like that. My children were too young to lose me, so I nodded my head and apologized. They seemed to recognize me as they said my name, “Sierra?” That's when I recognized the voice; it was the detective. “Oh my god,” he quickly said, moving away, which made me turn and face him as I felt the gun removed from my head.“Detective?” I was in shock as he looked a mess, he tucked the gun in his waistband behind his back, his face looked dirty, and he had dry blood on the corners of his lips. “Oh my god, what happened to you?” I tried to touch the wound, but he moved away, and then he removed his coat and threw it on the couch.“You shouldn't be here, Ms. Reid; it's not safe for you,” he said, walking to the cupboard and then pulling out a bottle of whisky and forcing it open before gulping an amount down his throat.I couldn't believe my eyes. For a moment, I thought I was going to die, but seeing him like this, God, he looked pathetic.“What happened?” I asked
~SIERRA~Luckily he was still here, so I asked him those questions, but he didn't give me the answers he wanted.“I'm sorry, Ms. Reid, I'm working on theories; it's still not proven, but...” He didn't finish his sentence, as his attention was now on another picture. I just had to follow his eyes to see what, but it was a person I didn't know. “I have to go,” he said, and then unpinned the picture from the wall and rushed out. I of course followed him and tried to stop him, but he didn't listen.“Is it about my father?” I asked, and he finally turned but shook his head, then picked up his coat from the couch. After dusting it, he put it on and walked to the door, but as he was a few inches away, the door opened and Sam came in.“I should have known,” he sounded like he was complaining. “I was worried,” Sam said, and he just stared at her. “Tom, I'm sorry, you…” Sam tried to touch his face, but he stopped her by raising his hand, and then without waiting for her to finish, he nudged he
~SIERRA~Now I was convinced; with her behavior the other month, I was sure she had something to do with it.“And before you ask me, Sierra, Thomas never told me; I don't know how this is connected to her or what she said to him,” she said, and I nodded. Then my phone started ringing.“I have to pick this,” I said, and she nodded. Then I picked up the call; it was Jane. I forgot to mention that I was passing by somewhere. She greeted me as soon as the call connected and then told me Mr. Fosters had left but had promised to send his son, Alejandro."Okay, I'm on my way,” I said, then disconnected the call before I turned to Sam with apologetic eyes. “I wish I could stay.”“And miss work; don't be silly," she said as she stood up from the bed, her hands in her back pockets. “Thank you for coming, even after how I've been behaving.”“It's okay, Sam; I understand.”"No, it's not okay, Sierra. I was in a bad place, and I took it out on you; I shouldn't have.” She was really sorry, and if t
~SIERRA~ If I wanted to find Carl before, the desire for that had accelerated now. I quickly ended the call with Sam after telling her I was on my way. She tried to stop me, as she said she had everything under control, but I couldn't. I had to see and make sure the detective was really okay. I reached the doorknob and let myself out; all the employees I passed by greeted me but I didn't respond. I was in such a hurry that I almost bumped into someone, and I immediately apologized. “It's my fault, Ms. Reid.” It was one of the cleaners, and I knew she would take the blame. That's why I apologized before she did. “I was actually on my way to your office,” she said, and I cleared my throat and told her now was not the right time. “I will speak to you first thing tomorrow when I get here; just remind me in case I forget,” I kindly responded, and she nodded then walked away after bidding me goodbye. Outside, I found my driver standing by
~SIERRA~Okay, I was not a prayerful person, but at this moment I hoped for him to do a miracle. I couldn't let Lily do what she wanted; I couldn't let Lily get away with murder. Yes, in my eyes, she's the one who murdered Dr. Sanchez since Cassie was forced; Lily was the criminal."Ow, you don't look so happy to see me; you want a cigarette?” She tried to force the cigarette on me, but I moved my face and spit on her hands. “Bitch!” she cursed and threw the cigarette out the window as her driver started the car. “Are you sure he won't talk?” She asked one of her men, who was in the driver's seat.“Yes, two of our men are with him, and we warned him that if he tries something, his family will suffer. That bastard believed us,” the men said, and looking at things, I could tell Lily called the shots.“Good, now back to you.”“What do you want, Lily? Why kidnap me?”“To chat, don't worry; we are just talking, at least for now, as I still need you alive.” She said now, playing with her to