Chapter 6 - THE PERSON WATCHING MY DAUGHTER

I ran outside.
âHey!â
The person was already moving.
Fast.
Too fast.
I chased them around the side of the house.
But by the time I reached the streetâŠ
They were gone.
Only one thing remained.
A small envelope lying on the ground.
My hands shook as I picked it up.
Inside was a photograph.
A photograph of Emily.
Holding newborn Juniper.
On the back, there was a message.
Three words.
âTrust no one.â
My heart raced.
I called Clara immediately.
She answered on the first ring.
âYou found it?â
âYou knew?â
âYes.â
âWho was watching my house?â
Silence.
Then:
âYou need to leave.â
âWhat?â
âTake Juniper and leave immediately.â
âWhy?â
Her voice dropped.
âBecause if they know you found Emilyâs evidenceâŠâ
She stopped.
âWhat?â
âThey will do anything to get it back.â
I looked toward my daughter.
Four years old.
Small.
Vulnerable.
But somehow she had survived all of this.
I grabbed my keys.
âWhere can I meet you?â
âAn old storage building on Fifth Street.â
âWhy there?â
âBecause Emily trusted nobody else.â
I hung up.
But before I could leaveâŠ
My phone rang again.
This time it was Tabitha.
I answered.
âWhat do you want?â
Her voice sounded different.
Not angry.
Scared.
âPlease listen to me.â
I almost laughed.
âWhy would I listen to you?â
âBecause Dad is lying.â
My eyes narrowed.
âWhat?â
âEverything he told you is only half the truth.â
My grip tightened around the phone.
âWhere are you?â
âI canât tell you.â
âThen why call?â
Her voice cracked.
âBecause I made a mistake.â
A pause.
âI thought I was protecting our family.â
I looked at Juniper.
The little girl whose inhaler she had stolen.
âYou almost killed my daughter.â
âI know.â
For the first timeâŠ
Tabitha sounded ashamed.
âThereâs something you need to know.â
âWhat?â
She whispered:
âYour father wasnât the one who changed the DNA test.â
I froze.
âThen who did?â
A long silence.
Then Tabitha answered:
âYour wifeâs father.â
I felt the blood leave my face.
âEmilyâs father died five years ago.â
âI know.â
âThen how?â
Her voice became urgent.
âBecause he wasnât dead when Juniper was born.â
I couldnât speak.
The call ended.
I stood there frozen.
Holding my phone.
Holding my daughterâs inhaler.
Holding a truth that made no sense.
Because if Tabitha was telling the truthâŠ
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Then someone had been controlling this family from the beginning.
And they were still watching us.