Rhénee paced up and down her room as she went through the plan she and the others had made the previous day in her head. They had planned to go to the house in the forest in the middle of the afternoon. She had to stick to the plan and if there was any case of an emergency, Malcom and Kevin who would be waiting outside as she and Greta would look inside the house.
She couldn't lie to herself. Going there was dangerous, but she didn't have much of a choice when she knew that the man she had talked to over the phone might have a gun to her head. Miss Marie was right when she said taking such a step would be dangerous.
Miss Griselda wasn't up for the idea either, but she didn't have much of a say when the four young adults were planning. She simply just left them to it as she went to make them a quick lunch. She didn't want to be part of the plan. All she wanted was for Rhénee and the others to be safe.
A knock came at the door and Rhénee almost jumped in fright when she turned to look who was there. Miss Griselda was looking back at her through the open door. Rhénee hadn't realised that she had left the door open.
"Did I frightened you, dear?" Miss Griselda asked as she slowly entered the room. "The door was open."
"Oh, no, I'm fine actually," said Rhénee as she lightly scratched her right cheek with her left index finger.
"You look to be lost in thought."
"Ya, I was going through the plan. It's been taking up most of my mind all morning."
"Looks to me that it might have been the whole night. I want you to come down to the kitchen. Breakfast is ready."
"Okay."
Miss Griselda started to turn around to leave when she went back to looking at Rhénee. "You know, if you think all of this is a bad idea, you shouldn't go with it."
"And what about the man over the phone?"
"If he wants to harm you, he has to go through me first."
Rhénee put up a small smile. Miss Griselda would do anything for her and she knew it. She would put her life on the line for Rhénee without any hesitation.
"I know," said Rhénee. "I'm glad that you've my back."
"Okay, now can we meet downstairs for breakfast?"
Sophie, the cat, had been on Rhénee's bed the whole time. It suddenly jumped down from it and started to walk out of the room. The two women looked on at the cat as it left.
"Looks like Sophie is the only one serious with breakfast around here," said Miss Griselda.
"Ya," said Rhénee. "Let me just put on my gown and I'll find you in the kitchen."
Miss Griselda nodded her head as she turned around to leave the room. Rhénee went to fetch her purple gown on her bed and just as she had put it on, her phone on her bed started to ring. She paused as she looked at the phone. She went over to see who was calling, fearing it was a private number. She sighed when she realised it was her mother.
"Morning, mum," said Rhénee as soon as she picked up the call.
"Morning, sweetie," greeted her mum on the other end. "How are you doing?"
Now wasn't the right time for Rhénee to tell her mother what she was up to. It would give her a heart attack.
"Oh, I've been great," Rhénee replied. "How are you?"
"I'm good. Just missing you a lot, dear."
Rhénee slowly started to make her way out of the room so as to go downstairs.
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Rhénee Johnson: Emelda's Sapphire (Book One)
Ficción GeneralLeaving behind her luxurious life in Beverly Hills, Rhénee decides to move away from home to her grandmother's house to build a life of her own without her pestering family around. Little does she know what she would go through when she meets peopl...