Chapter 150

THEY RECEIVED two phone calls from the police since they went to where Anna and Marsha were. One that informed them that the police were on their way to the ski resort in Grindelwald and the other that said they were going to raid the entire area.

Michelle paced back and forth in the living room, biting her fingernails as she was anxious about the operation. Anna was with their five-year-old daughter who had no idea that she was kidnapped, and Michelle knew that Marsha would freak out once the police took action to arrest her lunatic nanny. Her little girl would be terrified, or worse, traumatized.

Her heart pounded aggressively inside her chest, and her insides seemingly ran out of air because of the anxiety that was consuming her.

It had been almost an hour since the police last called, and her patience was getting thinner.

“Why aren’t they calling us yet?” she asked Ethan, who was seated on the couch and looking at the phone resting on the center table. Even though his eyes were fo