Richard Ripper sat on the couch with his wife, Amber, rubbing her back gently. She kept sniffing as she lay her head on his chest.
Kimberly's death had taken a toll on her, so much so she had suffered a miscarriage. The family had been excited about the pregnancy months earlier when she had announced the news. This would be the first child she'd have with Richard and then this happened...
Kimberly killed herself.
She might have killed herself but he knew someone or some people pushed her to this. And he was sure in his heart that one of these people was his daughter, Freya Ripper.
He had hired a private investigator to look into the case and had even gone to the extend of giving him his daughter's name as the prime suspect in the case.
The doorbell rang.
He stood up to get the door a
