Mackenzie's P.O.V.
17 December, 2018
"I can see that it's Mr. Orlando who was outside your house but-" detective Scott turns his head towards my way to face me, pausing the video footage. "-you can't put a tresspassing case against him because he wasn't breaking in your house."
"I know it but..." I stopped a beat. "I suspect him, okay? It's creepy that how he lurks around my house and I, I feel insecured. Plus it was strange that when I was asking who was there, he didn't reply and just ran away." I spoke while my eyes were fixated on Johnny's driving license lied on the detective's table, my mind wandering in the sea of random thoughts.
"Why? I mean, he is your son's father. Why would you feel insecured around him?" He throws his question at me.
If you just knew what that sick bastar
