A CRY FOR HELP

Charlotte Baker prepared a smile on her face as she raced towards the door. She'd gotten the distress call from her sister over an hour ago and due to the severity of the issue, she'd insisted that she came over to the house so they could talk. Edmund wasn't home after all.

She held the door opened and wrapped a frosty grin on her face. The woman that stood before her was a young lady in her early twenties. She was an attractive lady with a slender figure, fine bone structure and sparkling emerald eyes. Charlotte wondered how many heads she must have turned on her way here.

Not that it was anything new anyway. Lucy had always had that charm since when they were little girls and apparently, she'd only gotten more attractive when she transformed into an adult.

In the early years of her parent's marriage, it had just been her and Lucy. Naturally, everyone believed that all of her father's possessions would be passed on to her as his first child when he died and for well over fifteen y