SIMON
Simon froze.
It had been ages since he’d set his sights on Phillip. What on God’s earth was he doing in his house that evening?
“What are you doing here?” He asked. Those were the only words his brain could process.
“Is that a way to treat your father-in-law?” Come on in, son. It has been so long and we have to catch up. Stop acting like a visitor in your own home.” Phillip told him, urging him into the house.
As soon as he stepped in and the door was shut, he knew that he made a mistake. What he should have done as soon as he set his sights on Phillip was to turn around, head to the car and stay at a hotel for the night.
His eyes scanned the scene before him.
Paula’s mother, Pamela was seated on one of his couches, sipping orange juice and watching TV.
Paula had set a trap f
