The Woman in the Letter

PART 58

NATALIE

I leaned my head against the tin of the living room door. I knew I couldn't hide the swelling on my face. But I did not want to hide anymore.

"Did you read the letter?" Ian stood in front of me and asked. His voice came to me more vividly. He did not speak as tired and emotionally as before. It was as if he had rested for a long time.

I shook my head and took a deep breath. "Yeah. But I did not understand what it meant "

"How is Victor Atkinson?" Ian continued, "Does he remind you of anyone?"

"I can't help you with that. I don't know who Victor is or what the letter means. "

"Well," he paused. "What were you looking for today at Victor Atkinson's clinic?" he said, looking at the reaction on my face. He waited for me to be confused and worried about the question. But I was numb, and I didn't care what the police or anyone else thought of me.

"I wanted to look ... Maybe I'll see something or find something ... I don't know ... I don't know what I was doing there"

"Where did you find the address?" Ian wanted to say that I was trying to hide something from his questions.

"From Instagram, haven't you read the news?" I said.

"You do not understand why I asked this question. I want to know what you do there. You hinder our work. I say this many times, but you still do what you know. "

"You are wrong if you think that I will sit between my four walls and wait for news from you, fearing that something will happen to one of my family members next time."

"You just do not want to Understand..˝ Ian repeated, emphasizing ˝The target is you!˝

"I know," I stepped forward and approached Ian.

"This is considered suicide. He needs seconds. Paul can attack you as soon as it finds the right moment"

"I want him too," I said. My face was trembling with nervousness. "I want Paul to confront me. I do not have any patience anymore"