Chapter Twenty-Seven
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“DO YOU HAVE something to hide, Ms. Nikolas? Because when someone brings up their lawyer, it usually means they do,” said Stone, frowning.
“I’ve got nothing to hide,” I said, glaring at him. “And I don’t appreciate you making me feel like a victim.”
“A victim?” he repeated.
“Yes!” I cried. “Not only have I just found out that my best friend was kidnapped, but I had this monster following me around earlier, a man who scared the hell out of me on purpose. Now, you’re looking at me like I’m the guilty one around here? That’s a bunch of crap!”
Just then, the front door opened and my mother walked in.
“What is going on in here?” she asked, staring at all of us in surprise.
“Mom, Krystal’s been kidnapped,” I said, rushing over to her.
“Kidnapped?” she repea
