Julia has lived on Nova Island for six years. After the trauma she experienced there, she decided to go home. It's been ten years since her last visit to the small seaside town. She didn't expect to see her arch-enemy sitting in her parents' living...
My phone starts to ring, and I see a flash of 'Dad' across the screen.
What am I going to tell him? I'm sure he saw everything on the news.
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I look at the phone as it continues to ring. Taking a deep breath, I answer it.
Me: Hey, Dad.
Dad: Are you okay?
Me: I'm fine. Why?
Dad: I just got off the phone with Cole, who told me you were inside when the shoot-out began.
I wish he had not told my parents that I was inside the building while everything went down.
Me: I was. One minute, everything was fine, and the next, things happened quickly. Somebody went after Kevin and stabbed him in the side.
Dad: Do you know how my brother is?
Me: No, somebody took me out of the visitor's room after it happened. A guard made me believe he was there to help, but he was there to hurt me.
Dad: I know you're not coming home tonight. Please be safe, and remember to call me whenever you want to talk.
Me: I will. Love you, Dad.
Dad: I love you too, Julia.
Dad hangs up the phone.
I walk into the house and see a beautiful blonde walk down the stairs with a baby in her arms.
She looked at me and said, "You must be Julia Harris. My husband Knox told me that you were going to stop by." She looked around the room. Where's Amalia?"
Shrugging, I say. "She left me while I was on the phone with my father."
She smiles. "It must be nice talking to your family."
"It is. When it doesn't have anything to do with you getting shot at and held hostage while visiting a Correctional Facility."
She continues to walk down the stairs. "I'm not supposed to know stuff like that. Knox prefers to keep his business away from home."
I laugh as I look around the house. "It's a bit hard to do that when you regularly have mafia members in the house."
"They're not allowed in this part of the house. Knox has a different access for the family, and it's not through those doors." She looks at them and then back at me. I'm sorry I haven't introduced myself to you. I'm Lauren Moretti, and this cutie in my arms is Ariel."
She's so cute.
Lauren's phone starts ringing, and she says. "Can you hold Ariel while I take this call?"
"Sure," she says, moving her daughter into my arms. I make sure my arm is under her head, supporting her. I gently rock the baby, and her eyes begin to droop. Walking over to the couch, I sit and wait for her to get off the phone.
