INICIAR SESIÓNI stared at Anderson, unsure of what to say.
His question kept echoing in my mind."What is this story about wolves?"I tried to smile, but my lips seemed unable to cooperate."You're reading too much into that conversation."Anderson didn't smile."Candy, please don't lie to me."I looked away."I'm not lying.""Yes, you are. And you know what bothers me the most? You think I didn't hear that conversation in the hospital corridors?"My heartI stared at Anderson, unsure of what to say.His question kept echoing in my mind."What is this story about wolves?"I tried to smile, but my lips seemed unable to cooperate."You're reading too much into that conversation."Anderson didn't smile."Candy, please don't lie to me."I looked away."I'm not lying.""Yes, you are. And you know what bothers me the most? You think I didn't hear that conversation in the hospital corridors?"My heart raced.He remembered everything."Lucy talked about the Alabama wolves," he continued. "I tried to believe that explanation, but it didn't make sense. You two got nervous when you realized I was listening.""It was a private conversation.""I know. But I heard enough to understand that you were hiding something."I rubbed my arms, trying to conceal my nervousness.Anderson moved a little closer."I still can't believe werewolves exist. What kind of madness is t
Anderson walked into the living room, but he never took his eyes off me.I was still holding his hand, trying to find the right words to present my proposal."Do you like working out?" I asked.He raised an eyebrow."That's an unexpected question.""Answer me.""Yes, I do. Why?""I'm taking over George's share of the gym, and I need someone to help me manage my part."Anderson looked at me in surprise."You want me to work at the gym?""I want you to help me manage it. You understand exercise, you're familiar with the environment, and you know how to deal with people. I think you'd be a good choice."He let out a quiet laugh."Candy, I like working out, but I don't know anything about running a gym.""I didn't know anything about running a sweet shop when I started, either. I learned on the job.""That's different.""Maybe. But I'm not asking you to do everything alone. James will continue managing his share,
I started trembling as soon as I finished reading the message."Next time will be worse."I read the words again, hoping to find some explanation that would make the fear spreading through my body disappear.But there was none.Someone was threatening me.And after Derick's break-in, I couldn't bring myself to believe it was a joke.Lucy took my phone and examined the number."Do you know who sent this?"I shook my head."No. It's an unknown number.""Could it be Derick?""I don't know."My throat tightened.An idea crossed my mind, and I felt my eyes fill with tears."What if it's George?"Lucy looked up."Candy, he's in prison.""But what if he managed to contact someone? What if he's sending people after me?""We're not going to jump to conclusions before the police investigate."I started crying.I was trying to move on, rebuild my businesses, and take care of the baby, but it see
That voice!I would recognize that tone anywhere.It was Lucy.My friend had come to save me.For a moment, I felt my legs grow even weaker.I wanted to open the bathroom door and run into her arms, but fear still kept me frozen in place.On the other side, Derick burst out laughing."Well, well! Who do we have here? An old lady trying to play the hero?""Drop that axe now or I'll shoot you. I won't warn you again," Lucy replied.The firmness in her voice surprised me.I had never heard Lucy speak like that before."Are you threatening me?" Derick asked mockingly. "What do you think you're going to do with that gun, you old woman?""I've already given you my order."He laughed again."I doubt you have the guts. I'm still holding the axe. So? What are you going to do?"I held my breath.I knew Lucy was armed, but I had no idea how that situation would end."Last chance," she warned."You're goin
I tried to close the door immediately, but Derick was faster.He wedged his foot between the door and the frame, preventing me from shutting it."I told you to get out!" I screamed."You're not getting rid of me that easily."Before I could react, he shoved the door so hard that it slammed against the wall.The impact made me lose my balance.I fell backward onto the floor, feeling a sharp pain shoot through my hip.Derick stepped inside and closed the door behind him."What did you do to my brother, you bitch?" he shouted, approaching me. "You're going to pay for this!"I tried to crawl away from him."Help! I didn't do anything, Derick! Let me go!"He grabbed my arm and yanked me to my feet."Don't lie to me! George is in prison because of you!""He's in prison because of what he did! None of this is my fault!"Derick tightened his grip on my arm.The pain made me grit my teeth, but when he leaned forward t
James kept staring at me as if he expected me to take back what I had just said. "George is in prison?" he repeated, still trying to understand. "That doesn't make any sense. What happened?" I crossed my arms. "He was taken to prison after being discharged from the hospital. There was a break-in, an assault, and several other things that are now in the police's hands." "A break-in?" "George broke into Lucy's house armed with an axe. He injured my friend and tried to hurt me too. If Anderson hadn't shown up, I don't even know what would have happened." James ran a hand over his face. "My God..." He looked around as if he needed somewhere to sit down. "I thought he'd disappeared because of the debts." "Debts?" "Yes. George had been avoiding talking to me for weeks. I tried to contact him, but he wouldn't answer. Then he simply stopped showing up at the gym." I felt a knot form in my stomach. "What kind of debt?" Jam







