Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect
As she spoke, she paced anxiously, her hands clenched tight as she struck her own head again and again, desperately trying to think of somewhere absolutely safe to hide her “son.”
“Your son is fine. We found him, and he’s safe now.”
Sarah caught Fiona’s restless hands and explained patiently.
Fiona looked at her helplessly, clutching her head.
Then she asked blankly, “Really?”
Sarah nodded and helped her sit back down on the bed.
Seeing that Fiona had regained a little clarity, Sarah continued, “We also found out that the person who wanted your son dead wasn’t Mrs. Sanders. It was Shane Sanders.”
The moment Shane’s name was spoken, Fiona began trembling uncontrollably.