After much contemplation, Amelia decided to leave the restaurant and start her walk to the park. She kept her eyes down, not wanting to attract attention to herself. She didn't know where Andrew was or if he was still looking for her, but the fear of being caught was ever-present in her mind.Despite her fears, she knew that she had to keep going. She had to get to the park by 8 pm, or else Perry would be waiting for her. She had no idea how long it would take to get to the park, but she knew that she had to keep walking. The sun was starting to set, casting long shadows across the road. Amelia walked faster, hoping to get to the park before it got too dark.The fear in her heart never faded, but she kept putting one foot in front of the other, determined to make it to the park on time. Perry's hands moved methodically as she packed the few things Amelia had asked for. She folded a few items of clothing neatly, tucking them into the bag alongside some cash she had left. As she wor
Amelia could see her breath in the cold air, a sign that the temperature was dropping rapidly. She rubbed her arms to keep herself warm, wishing she had brought a jacket with her. She looked up at the sky and saw that it was starting to get dark. She quickened her pace, realizing that she still had a long way to go. She walked by the side of the road, occasionally stepping on fallen leaves that crunched under her feet.As she walked, she thought about what had happened earlier, about how Andrew almost caught her at the restaurant. She felt a little uneasy, wondering if he was still looking for her. She glanced around, trying to make sure that she wasn't being followed.The sound of her own footsteps echoed in her ears as she continued walking. She thought about Perry and wondered if she had managed to get the things she had asked for, and if she was already at the park waiting for her.Finally, after what seemed like hours, she saw the park up ahead. She breathed a sigh of relief an
Liam interrupted her with a kind smile. "It's fine. Even if you've been acting a bit strange, it's alright. Here's my phone."Amelia smiled gratefully and took the phone from him. She quickly dialed Perry's number, hoping that she would pick up.Meanwhile, Perry lay on her couch, her mind racing with thoughts of how to escape Andrew's watchful eye and meet Amelia at the park. She knew there was no way she could slip away without him noticing, and she had no way of reaching out to Amelia to let her know what was happening.Just then, her phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID, but it wasn't a number she recognized. Hesitantly, she answered the call."Hello?" she said tentatively."Perry, it's Amelia," she said, her voice sounding urgent.Perry jumped to her feet, relief flooding through her. "Ame? Thank goodness you called," she said, feeling a wave of gratitude towards her friend.Amelia looked over her shoulder at Liam, trying to keep her voice steady. "Are you at the park already
Andrew fell silent for a moment, considering his next move. He knew that Amelia was trying to escape from him, and he couldn't let her slip away. He needed to find her before it was too late."Stay put," he finally said to Tony. "I'm on my way."Meanwhile, Liam sat in his car, his gaze fixed on Amelia. Fear was evident on her face, and he could sense the unease radiating from her. He turned to face her, his voice gentle yet concerned."Do you have a plan?" he asked, hoping that she had thought through their next steps.Amelia fumbled with her fingers, her anxiety evident. "Not really," she admitted, her voice shaky. "I...I didn't expect Tony to be here, but I'm sure Andrew will be here soon."Liam took a deep breath, assessing the situation. "So... that's your husband parked outside your friend's house?" he questioned, seeking confirmation.Amelia shook her head. "No, I don't think so. That's Tony, his driver. But I'm sure he'll be here anytime soon," she replied, her voice filled wit
Liam stepped into the apartment, and Perry quickly slammed the door behind him, locking it with a sense of urgency. He looked around, taking in his surroundings, and then turned his attention to Perry."Uh... Perry, right?" Liam asked, confirming her name. Perry nodded in response, a mix of anxiety on her face.Perry nodded, her eyes flickering with worry. "Yes, that's me. How's Ame?" she asked, referring to Amelia.Liam's voice remained steady as he replied, "Amelia? She's fine. She's waiting outside. So... you're coming with us, right?"Perry nodded again, determination in her eyes. "Yes, we just need to distract Tony, make him think it's just a normal visit. We can't raise any suspicions."Liam's brows furrowed as he looked at the large bag Perry had brought. "Okay... so... is this what you want to give her?" he asked, pointing at the bag.Perry nodded, her expression serious. "Yes, it is. We need to make sure she has everything she needs," she replied.Liam's concern was evident a
Liam turned his gaze to Amelia, noticing the fear in her eyes. "What was that?" he asked, his voice laced with concern.Amelia's voice trembled as she responded, "Th... That... That's my husband."Liam quickly glanced in the rearview mirror, but the tinted windows of the Phantom made it impossible to see if Andrew had noticed them. "Did he see you?" he asked, his tone urgent.Amelia shivered, her words stuttering as she replied, "Y... Your... Your... window, it's tinted, right?"Liam nodded, understanding her implication. "Yes, I don't think he saw you," he reassured her. But his curiosity grew, and he couldn't help but ask, "Why exactly are you running from him?"Amelia's gaze shifted away from Liam, her expression troubled. She remained silent, a mix of fear and vulnerability enveloping her. Instead of answering, she turned her attention to the passing scenery outside the car windowAs Liam drove, he noticed the somber mood that had settled over Amelia. Sensing her reluctance to tal
Liam's sleek black car came to a stop in front of the penthouse building, a stark contrast to the grandeur of Andrew Reynolds' mansion. He glanced towards Amelia, who gazed out of the window, taking in their new surroundings. A sense of relief washed over him, knowing that at least for this night, she would have a comfortable place to stay."Here we are," Liam remarked, his voice filled with a hint of pride. "At least you'll be comfortable tonight." Amelia turned to face him, a genuine smile spreading across her face as she expressed her gratitude. "Thanks a lot, Liam," she replied, her voice filled with sincerity.As she stepped out of the car, Amelia cast a cautious glance over her shoulder, ensuring that neither Andrew nor Tony were hot on their trail. Satisfied that she was safe for the moment, she followed Liam towards the entrance of the penthouse. He opened the door, gesturing for her to enter first.Amelia stepped into the penthouse, her eyes scanning the space with curiosi
The wine bottle became an outlet for his anger as he struck it on the table, the sound reverberating through the room.Detective Stone hesitated, aware of the magnitude of Andrew's frustration. "No, but..." he started, hoping to provide some semblance of progress.Andrew interrupted him, his voice cutting through the air. "Aren't you tired?" he exclaimed, a mix of exhaustion and desperation coloring his tone. "I need something new. I need answers. Who wants me dead? Who fucking killed Catherine and wanted me dead? That's all." The weight of the unanswered questions bore down on him, fueling his impatience. Coupled with the fact that he couldn't find Amelia. Detective Stone's face fell, the weight of his own limitations evident. "I'm sorry, sir. I just..." he began, searching for the right words.But Andrew's patience had run thin. "If that's all you can bring," he interrupted, his voice commanding. "You can leave. I've got other important things to do." The urgency of the lawsuit