Mag-log inChapter 143The courtroom was silent as the foreperson rose with the verdict in her hands.Jacob stood between his attorneys, his face pale but unreadable. He had spent months denying everything, dismissing every witness, and insisting that the evidence had been fabricated.But there was nowhere left for him to hide.“On the charge of kidnapping, we find the defendant guilty.”A murmur swept through the courtroom.“On the charge of criminal conspiracy, guilty. Unlawful imprisonment, guilty. Witness intimidation, guilty. Attempted murder, guilty. Obstruction of justice, guilty.”The foreperson paused.“And on the charge of ordering the assault against Suzanne Hawthorne, and the killing of Miss Jessica, we find the defendant guilty.”Suzanne closed her eyes.For months, she had imagined this moment. She had thought she would feel victorious. Instead, she felt exhausted. The verdict could not bring Jessica back. It could not erase Daisy’s fear or the pain Jacob had inflicted on everyone
Chapter 143 Gerald turned to Jacob. “Do not say anything.” Jacob ignored him. “You are a coward.” Victor stepped closer with a scowl on his face. “Maybe. But I’m not stupid enough to die for you.” Rourke intervened before the exchange could escalate. “Take him back.” As Victor was led away, he looked over his shoulder. “I kept copies,” he said. “Everything. You never trusted anyone, Jacob. That was your mistake.” The door closed behind him. No one spoke for several seconds. Then Jacob leaned back in his chair. Gerald gathered his documents with deliberate care. “This interview is over.” Warren did not argue. He simply picked up the tablet. “Your arrest warrant has been approved.” Jacob looked toward the door. “On what charges?” “Kidnapping. Criminal conspiracy. Attempted murder. Witness intimidation. Unlawful imprisonment. And obstruction of justice.” “You are arresting me based on the word of a convicted criminal?” “Not only his word.” Warren placed another file on t
Chapter 142Jacob’s face lost some of its color.Only for a moment.Then the calm mask returned, and Warren placed the flash drive on the table.“We found a recording from two nights ago.”Gerald turned toward Jacob with a warning look on his face. “Do not respond.”Warren pressed a button on the recorder. The room filled with static.Then a man’s voice emerged. Jacob’s voice.“Keep the girls downstairs until Suzanne comes here. Make sure everything is in order." Sasha’s frightened voice followed. "What are they talking about, Daisy? Is that your mother?”Jacob’s voice again, colder this time. "I need to let her know how serous this matter is." The recording crackled.Another man asked, “And if Suzzane comes with the police?”Jacob answered without hesitation. “Then make sure she understands that I am not asking twice about the threat."The audio ended.Silence filled the room.Jacob stared at the flash drive.Gerald remained motionless.Detective Collins studied her client’s face.“
Chapter 141The interrogation room had no windows.It was a narrow, square room buried somewhere inside the police station, beneath the harsh white lights and the constant hum of the ventilation system. The walls were painted a dull gray, the kind of color chosen not for comfort but because it was difficult to stain and even harder to remember.A metal table stood in the center.Two chairs were placed on one side.One chair stood alone on the other.Jacob Hawthorne sat in the single chair with his wrists resting on the table. The handcuffs had been removed only long enough for him to sign the paperwork confirming that he understood his rights. They had been fastened around him again immediately afterward.He appeared almost comfortable.There was a small cut above his eyebrow, a bruise darkening along his jaw, and dried blood on the collar of his shirt. The blood did not all belong to him. His expensive coat had been taken away, his shoes had been removed, and his watch was sealed ins
Chapter 140 “He had better. I want him to rot in a cell for the rest of his life.” The room settled again. Davey guided Daisy back to the sofa. She sat between her mother and father now, and for the first time since the kidnapping, she looked like a child who felt completely safe. The shock was still there in her eyes, but the terror had receded. She had acted strong in the first place for her friends, but she knew the type of fear she had gone through. She rested her head on her mother’s shoulder, then after a moment, she lifted it and turned toward Michael. Her expression brightened with a small, excited thought, the first hint of normalcy returning. She asked, “Where is Jayson? Is he at home? I will like to see him!” Her voice was hopeful, almost eager. Jayson was Michael’s younger brother, only a year older than Daisy, and the two of them had grown close over the past months. He had taught her how to play chess, had helped her with her science project, had teased her gently
Chapter 139The ambulance doors had closed with a soft thud, and the Mill had disappeared behind the trees, but Suzzane did not feel safe until the car pulled into her own driveway.It was nearly three in the morning when they finally reached home. The street was quiet, every house dark except hers. She had left the porch light on when she left, and it was still burning, a small yellow circle against the night.Sasha and Milla had already been taken home. Suzzane had insisted on riding with the officers to make sure each girl was handed directly to her parents. Sasha's mother had collapsed to her knees on the sidewalk when she saw her daughter, clutching her so tightly that the paramedics had to gently remind her about Sasha's wrists. Milla's father had not spoken at all. He had simply lifted his daughter from the ambulance and carried her into the house as if she weighed nothing, his shoulders shaking. Both families had thanked Suzzane with tears in their eyes, and Suzzane had promis
Chapter 48Leah descended the staircase slowly, her heels clicking softly against the polished wooden steps. Her eyes, sharp and assessing, landed directly on Clarissa seated confidently in the living room. Clarissa’s posture was impeccable, her legs crossed, fingers idly drumming on the armrest
Chapter 36 Arlan Hawthorne sat in the large living room, his head resting lightly at the back. Behind him, his personal female nurse in her early thirties stood, looking at the thermometer she'd just used on him. "Arlan, your blood pressure is normal now, but you still need to reduce the intake
Chapter 2 "You've finally gone insane!" Mallory spat out loud, her well manicured fingers in the air as she yelled into the tensioned filled air. The news she was hearing straight from her daughter felt like a death sentence. In fact, she thought she already died. Across her in the living roo
Chapter 1 "What is this rubbish you've placed in front of me!" Davey Hawthorne's voice erupted harshly, his eyes blazing with fury that could not be controlled at that moment. Suzanne, with lips parted in a frantic bid to defend herself, quickly stood up from the dinning chair, her eyes search







