All Chapters of Your dad is mine: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

RONALDI didn’t know how much time had passed since I left Catherine at my safe house. The slam of the metal door still echoed in my mind whenever I slept. But one thing I counted on was her stubbornness.Catherine wasn’t a docile little thing. I knew she wouldn’t stay there, especially if I was the one who told her.I forced myself into the investigation.If I moved fast enough I wouldn’t think of her betrayal. That was not the case. Because no matter how much I tried to drown my mind with layers and layers of files, her face still surfaced, her laughter echoed in my head.My mind still struggled to accept the fact that I opened my heart to the very person that would rip it out.My grip on the steering wheel tightened until the leather creaked beneath my fingers, until the skin around my knuckles turned white. My gaze was still locked on the clutter of buildings Mason had gone into. The one we’d followed Catherine too.Like I said, she was stubborn.She’d left the safe house just t

CATHERINE If the car ride wasn’t awkward earlier, it was now.The three- well, four of us, sat in silence, Mason’s heavy breathing and the light patter of rain against the windshield was the only thing cutting through the silence. The space was too cramped and I was starting to get anxious.Like he could feel it rolling off me, Ronald’s gaze flickered to the rearview mirror. I tore my gaze away, shuffling in my seat.He didn’t say a word, instead, he rolled into a gas station. The minute the engine went off, Mason practically jumped out the car, mumbling something I didn’t catch before disappearing into the store.It was just me and Ronald now.Great.He kicked the door open without sparing me a second glance. The door slammed shut behind him, rattling the frame of the car. My pulse jumped, then stabilized.Irritation crawled up my spine instantly.I knew he was hurt.But that didn’t mean he should treat me like I was an eyesore. What I did, I did for my sister and I would never apo

CATHERINEThe drive back to Ronald was silent.The kind of silence that pressed against your chest until you couldn’t breathe. My mind was still reeling from this new information.My father.He’d always been an afterthought in my life, less than an afterthought. I had no idea what he looked like, what kind of man he was… now that I did, I wanted to go back to being oblivious.Grandma said he was worse than Ronald’s father?Ronald didn’t talk much about his family but I knew his father was ruthless. Just thinking about it made my stomach tighten with an emotion I refused to name.“If you keep digging into that seatbelt,” Mason said, “you might actually snap it in Mason’s tight voice pulled me back to reality.Confined car, the scent of leather hanging low, the road in front of us and the low hum of the engine. I looked down at my hands. They were white, fingers curling around the seatbelt like I actually wanted to break it. I forced out a breath, peeling my fingers off.“What do you

CATHERINEThe air went silent, no one spoke, no one moved.Or maybe they did. I couldn’t tell over the ringing in my ears, over the ice that spreading through my veins like poison.T’s words were on repeat, playing over and over like a broken record in my mind.Ellie was never in danger?She never was in danger.No. That was impossible. It had to be. “You’re lying.” I muttered under my breath.Even my voice had betrayed me, cracking at the end. I stepped forward anyway, ignoring the way Ronald stiffened or how Mason’s attention sharpened. Like both were unsure of what I was about to do.“What do you gain from this?” I demanded. “And don’t insult me by saying you were forced into it. You look like you enjoyed every second.”My voice dropped.“Picking into peoples lives. Turning them in one another… planting deceit, playing people like they’re-““But I was just the spark,” T cut in smoothly. “You lit the fire yourself.”My pulse stuttered. My vision swam with rage.His eyes flicked to

RONALDMason glanced over at me from the hood of the car, his brows furrowed.Me, on the other hand, was slightly confused. Talk.We just stormed into their base, with a hostage who was now dead and they wanted to talk? Why not just kill us?I didn’t let the thought linger.The fact was that we were probably surrounded on all sides. If they wanted to kill us, they would have before we even knew what was coming. And we didn’t have the luxury of declining.I pushed an exhale through my nose and stood slowly. Mason hesitated for half a second before following closely.My eyes scanned the empty road, the shadowed trees. They had gone silent again. Mason and I exchanged a glance.“So,” Mason said tightly. “We just going to wait to get slaughtered? I kind of like my head on my shoulders.”I scowled, leaning on the hood of the car. “Got a better idea?”He opened his mouth. Then shut it. Exactly.The next minute, the low hum of an engine steadily approached us, the headlights cutting through