And this was exactly what I'd been waiting for.
"HELP ME!!!!"
This was her only logical next move, to play the perfect victim once I showed up. She must have called the cops the moment I told her I was coming.
But she miscalculated.
I was never planning on going upstairs to her.
Tyler was already upstairs.
He had something extra special for my stepmom. Nothing deadly, but something that would end this little game for rivalry between us and make her vulnerable enough to end without a fight.
Daniel's glare darted between Pinky and I and the police.
"You should go check on your wife," I said, smirking. "She sounds scared."
Daniel stood his ground, his intense gaze fixed on me. But it didn't matter anymore because he Daniel didnt look like the type to do anything in front of cops. And that assumption paid off.
He was powerless in this situation and could only look like a bad guy.
I helped Pinky up from the ground.
My phone buzzed in my pocket.
