The Wicked Side Of Me

LILLY

I turned out to be a coward. I hadn't reached out to Darren after finding the letter from Ansel Holloway. I hadn't come to Hayes Global Group to look for more evidence in my father's office either. I was too terrified to look any further or ask more questions.

Every word from Ansel Holloway's letter to my father haunted me, cursed my sleep, and stole my focus during the day. I memorized each sentence and tried to turn it around, find a different angle, dig out a hidden meaning... But no matter how I stretched my brain cells, I ended up with one conclusion: my father had done something unforgivable.

Of course, the letter didn't say a word about the explosion, the bomb, or killing people, but the words used there were enough to suspect a lot. I knew that my uncle would call it circumstantial evidence. It wasn't enough to arrest my father, but perhaps it would have been sufficient for the police to reopen the investigation. That was what Darren wanted; I knew it well. But this wasn