Chapter Forty-Eight

“What do you want with me?” I ask.

“Your wife’s now the owner isn’t she?” He asks me.

I nod.

“Then you’ll see.”

He grabs me by my arm and leads me towards James’ front desk.

He pushes me onto the chair to sit and starts looking around James’ desk, scattering through papers.

He then turns on James’ computer screen and connects himself to a outside network, I watch as he then brings up a cam screen.

He focus’ the camera’s lens and points it towards me.

I then lose sight of the screen as his body blocks it.

…

Alice’s POV

“What do we do guys?” I say in a low voice of worry.

“Baby girl is out there with that son of a bitch.” Kit says putting her hands through her hair.

“He’s not going to hurt her.” Helena says.

“How do you know dat?” Kit asks looking at Helena with fear.

“Because she’s obviously needed for something.” Helena says.

“This is all your crazy asses fault.” Kit says looking at Kelly who stands in a corner.

“My fault?” Kelly chuckles.

“Yes, yours.”

“How?”

“For hiring a hitman that you can’t even pay.” Kit says.

“Bloody hell, stop.” Helena says standing between them.

“I was texting Bette.” I say.

“What?” Kit says walking towards me. “What were you guys talking about?”

“She wanted me to text her everything that was happening, my last text to her was me telling her about the noise.” I say.

“I was about to text her but as you all seen I was stopped.” James says leaning against the wall. “Do you maybe think she knows something is up?”

“If I know my baby sis, she’s now worried and wondering why you haven’t replied back.” Kit says turning towards the door and staring at it.

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Bette’s POV

“If something happens we will be informed I promise you.” Peggy says.

I stand there looking down at my phone again and that last text.

“Ms. Peabody?”

“Yes, Carl. What is it?” She says still looking at the paintings in front of her.

“You both may want to see this.”

I look at him with concern.

“What are you talking about, Carl?” Peggy says.

“Ms. Peabody you both may want to follow me. There is someone wanting to speak to you.”