The night at the Yates Family's house, however, was a different story.
On the dining table, a few dishes were laid out, but no one had any appetite. Lucas Yates kept nervously checking whether the phone in his pocket was ringing. He had left his number on the back of that photo he'd slipped into Avery Jane's bag. If Avery hadn't forgotten the past, then today she clearly wanted to cut herself cleanly away from everything to do with the Yates Family; in that case, not calling him would be perfectly normal.
But if something truly unexpected had happened to her, then the moment she saw that photo, she would definitely call him.
Sitting opposite, Evelyn Yates poked at the food on her plate, frowning. Compared to the food at the Hughes Family, the food here was worlds apart; there wasn't a single dish she wanted to eat.
Meanwhile Harper Johnson kept staring at the doorway. She was terrified—afraid that at any moment the police would suddenly burst in and drag Brian Yates away.
