Margaret was trembling, barely able to stand from blood loss, staring at me with a mix of resentment and pleading.
She had been strong-willed all her life—when had she ever looked this weak?
Daniel’s face twisted with pain and fury.
He had thought using my family as leverage would force me to release Margaret.
But for once, his calculations failed.
“Grace! Are you really going to go this far?”
“You claim to love your family so much—how can you just watch them walk to their deaths?”
Looking at his frantic face, I couldn’t help but laugh.
“Daniel, the heartless one is you!”
“You’re the cruel one—so eager to shield the killer that you’d rather watch your own mother die right in front of you.”
