My husband's temper flared when he heard my name. "Whatever happened to her is none of my business! Don't even think about bothering me even if she's dead!"
"The fake fetus!" Zac blurted anxiously. "The doll from yesterday! It had a real, newly formed fetus inside!"
"Are you sure the fake fetus yesterday was really sent by Samara?"
My husband froze. "A... real, newly formed fetus inside?"
The day before, he assumed I was playing a prank and blamed me without even checking if I really sent the box. Now, there was no way to trace where it came from.
Zac's face turned grim. "Jayden, I have a worrying, scary suspicion. When was the last time you spoke to Samara?"
My husband stared back, his expression showed a mix of confusion and disbelief.
"That can't be right! Samara, she..."
Just then, another officer rushed in, panting. "Captain Miller, Captain Williams, we have a visitor for Captain Williams. She reported that..." He glanced at my husband and continued, "There's a missing pregnant woman named Samara Anderson! She's been gone for a week!"
