Kelly
I barely had time to react before Kate stepped into my path, her face twisted in frustration. I had just walked out of the café, Adrian beside me, when she appeared out of nowhere, blocking my way.
“Where is he?” she demanded.
I sighed, already exhausted. “Move, Kate.”
“Not until you tell me where Dad is,” she snapped. “Where are you keeping him?”
I scoffed, shaking my head. “Keeping him? Like he’s some kind of hostage?”
“You know exactly what I mean,” she bit out. “You moved him. I went to the hospital, and they said he wasn’t there anymore.”
I crossed my arms. “And that’s suddenly my problem?”
Kate’s eyes narrowed. “Don’t piss me off, Kelly.”
“Don’t do what?” I challenged her. “Take care of the man you conveniently forgot about? The man you refused to help
