Hailey
There’s an old saying that goes, “Be careful of what you wish for because you just might get it.” That pretty much sums up the past few days.
I march over to Kenneth"s house, determined to get answers. When he answers the door, my blood runs cold. He seems utterly unfazed by my presence, almost as if he has been expecting me.
“What"s up, Hailey?” he asks in a neutral tone.
"Can I come in?"
He opens the door wider, and I follow him through the entryway and down the hall to his office. “Grab a seat,” he says, moving around his desk. He perches himself on the edge. Now that I think about it, I don"t think I"ve ever seen Kenny truly relax.
“I want to know what you know about the selling of infants,” I say before I lose my nerve.
For a moment, he simply glares at me with a blank e
