Chapter 1 – The Sirens
Chapter 1 – The Sirens
The ambulance doors burst open before anyone in the ballroom found the courage to move.
Two paramedics rushed toward Sophie.
"Eight-year-old female," I said, forcing my voice to stay steady. "Blunt force trauma to the head."
One of them gently lifted the blood-soaked ribbon from her hair.
"Stay with me, sweetheart."
Sophie squeezed my hand.
"I didn't steal it..."
"I know," I whispered.
"I know."
Behind us, Preston straightened his tuxedo as though nothing extraordinary had happened.
"The child attacked me," he announced loudly.
Several relatives nodded.
May you like
No one questioned him.
Not yet.
