Alice Ericsson's POV
I sat down on my bed contemplating if I should step out. I've been so scared since after Fred got shot. He has not woken up yet and it's so scary. It could be anyone that did that. Dad hasn't been himself and I have no one else to talk to.
I walked out of my room and went to get some food, when I noticed that several people were in the kitchen.
"I'm so glad that he is out of the way, Dad would pick him over any one of us." I heard the familiar voice of one of my numerous step brothers, Caleb.
I made sure to just stand by the hallway and listen in.
"You should not say that. You sound as if you ordered a hit on him." Queen, one of my stepsisters said.
He scoffed at her. "If I did, I would have made it known to you. Killing him was never something that I would be so stupid to do."
"But you have always hated his guts. Probably much more than all of us." Another sibling of mine answered.
