I didn’t let go. My grip stayed tighter on her neck, like the truth was hidden in her throat and I had to squeeze it out of her. “Tell me where she is,” I snapped. “Tell me where my daughter is!” Penelope’s ears were turning red. Her lips moved, but no sound came out. Her eyes were closing—slowly. She was losing consciousness. Something cold rushed through me. I released her—fast. She dropped to the floor, coughing hard, holding her neck. I stepped back.“What was that?” Helen rushed over, placing herself between us. Her eyes searched mine. “What’s going on, Liana?”Penelope coughed again, struggling to breathe, but still managed to spit out, “What the fuck is wrong with you?!”I didn’t answer. Couldn’t. My hands were still shaking. I looked down at them, my fingers wouldn’t stop trembling. Helen turned to me again. “What daughter?” she asked. But before I could say anything, Raymond stepped forward. “She’s had a long night,” he said, turning to Logan’s family. “We’ll talk in the
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