Once Zach read the blackmail note aloud to everyone in the family, Matt had flattened his hand against one of his jean pockets and cringed. He"d waited for Olivia to run up the stairs, then grabbed his wife"s hand to hold anything tangible that might calm him down, rather than the contents lurking beneath the denim. They were the next two to exit the living room. During the break, he planned to check on the children, but as soon as they reached the second-floor landing, Margaret pulled her husband into their bedroom. “What was that all about?”
“I don"t know,” Matt sheepishly responded, shoving one hand in his pocket to ensure both pills he"d earlier wrapped in a tissue were still present. Only one was, though, at least it seemed to be the case. He began freaking out about where he"d lost
