“You shouldn’t have come, Grant. Now we’re all in danger.” Just then, a black car pulled up behind us, and my daughter screamed…

instantly boiled. I felt Lena’s hand instinctively tighten around mine in a vice grip. Sofia paused her coloring, her head snapping up like a startled deer.

“The cruel grandmother?” Sofia asked, her voice trembling.

“Yes,” I growled, rising to my feet. “Remain here. I will have security physically remove her—”

“No,” Lena interrupted, her voice slicing continue reading …