"Smith," the boy answered.
The same last name as Hunter.
They were most likely family.
Emma recalled him browsing in the maternity store earlier. "Hunter is your…"
"Uncle," the girl replied this time.
So they were indeed family.
If Hunter was their uncle, then they must be the children of either Hunter's sister or brother.
"And where is your uncle now?" Emma asked.
"Uncle is talking with Grandpa," the boy said.
Grandpa?
That must be Hunter's father, meaning she hadn't managed to escape after all!
Emma sighed and got out of bed, but as she did, the boy grabbed her wrist. "Uncle told us to keep you in the room until he comes back."
Emma frowned.
Ever since she had met Hunter, she had found herself trapped in unfamiliar rooms every few days.
For someone who cherished her freedom
