I stared at the message until the words blurred.
Tell your mother she should have stayed dead.
Sebastian noticed the change in my expression immediately.
“What is it?”
I handed him the phone.
His face hardened as he read the message.
For several seconds, he said nothing.
Then he looked towards the house.
“Who knows Isabella is alive?”
“Very few people.”
“Arthur?”
“I don’t know. Mum doesn’t think so.”
“Nancy?”
“She knew years ago.”
His eyes returned to the screen.
“And now someone knows she’s with you.”
A cold feeling settled in my stomach.
The photograph outside the restaurant had been frightening, but this was different.
This person knew about my mother.
“Do you think it’s Daniel?”
“I’m not guessing.”
Sebastian forwarded the message to himself.
“I’ll have the number
