Chapter Isabelle Campbell
ISABELLE CAMPBELL
Before I left Colin’s house I heard him shouting at his son. I also heard what Joshua said, and I wondered how those words must have hit Colin.
“Why was Uncle Colin mad today, Mommy?”
“Because your mother decided to dig up his past, sweetheart.”
“It’s adult stuff, honey. Grown-ups have a lot of problems,” I answered briefly.
“Oh—will I have problems when I grow up?”
“You can bet on it.” I smiled.
“Hmm. Okay.”
We finished watching Frozen, and I put Hanna to bed. Tonight she’d been more wired than usual.
“Tomorrow I’m gonna play so much.”
“I’m sure you will,” I laughed at my daughter’s innocence.
What I didn’t know was whether I still had a job. That fight had been different from the others, and I had no idea how Colin would treat me tomorrow. Sometimes I couldn’t make sense of what went through his head after an argument.
I couldn’t stop thinking about what I’d been told today. I never imagined Colin could be as cruel as he’d claimed to be toward Jeniffer’s lover.
I went back to the living room. I couldn’t sleep, and our last argument kept replaying in my head.
Suddenly I heard a noise outside the house—like something wooden falling.
I opened the door.
Outside, I didn’t see either of the two bodyguards Colin had “assigned” to watch me.
I walked toward the side of the house, and about six feet away I saw a man lying on the ground.
I was about to go back inside to call someone when one of Colin’s guards stepped in front of me, looking nervous, and behind him another man appeared holding something pointed at his back.
Then I realized it was a gun—and I froze.
“Quiet! We’re all taking a little drive!”