Heather Beck Leaked Novels & Stories

Heather confessed without making eye contact, which made me feel like she was keeping something from me, and it wasn't about her job or her mother. "What are you hiding from us? I don't believe that you're afraid of your mother because if that were true, you wouldn't have helped me get out of the police station behind her back. It's better if you don't keep secrets from us," I confronted her, and she looked extremely nervous. "Umm...I-I...I did something without telling you guys. Please don't be angry with me. I meant well for you, Stassie," Heather finally admitted. "Don't tell me that you revealed the truth to Eden," Robin asked her, which nearly gave me a heart attack.

Casey despairs. "Fine! I won't go back to work. I still have plenty to work on to find the evidence we need to take down your father and his associates. You should bring over the files you got from your father's safe. I know you said most of it seemed to be in code, but I bet I can crack it. I will play along as the scared little girl that Liam thinks I am and work from home to take him down," Heather says trying to reassure both herself and Casey that they can still be victorious. ***

she called out in disbelief, sitting up on her bed. "Yeah, it's me, bestie," Beverly said, and Heather screamed in excitement. Beverly and Heather had been friends since childhood, but after high school, Beverly left the country to further her education and became a successful doctor. "Omg! When did you get back?" Heather asked excitedly. "I got back today and have been busy. That's why I'm calling you now," Beverly explained. "What about Uncle?" Beverly asked, and Heather went mute. "Heathy?" Beverly called out.

“Mona, Babe what’s wrong?” I didn’t even realize that I was crying till Shane wiped a tear with his thumb. “Someone.... drugged Heather... and tri... tried to...r...ra...rape her. The boys...have her and are...” The door to the clinic opened behind us and Dr. Beal stepped out at the same time I heard the truck. Shane ran to the truck to give the boys a hand, getting Heather out of the backseat. As Reed approached the door, I held it open so he could follow Dr. Beal to the room he needed her in. Reed carefully lay Heather down. “Shane, take them out of here. Find out what happened so I know who to kill later.” Shane put an arm around each of the boys and guided them to the waiting area. I sta