Ever since Gemma was shipped off to boarding school, there were times when some pretty heavy things were said in the living room.
I looked straight at Fidelia and asked, “Your Uncle Jesper is the cat's eye on your contacts list, right?”
Her eyes went wide as saucers as she shot back, “How did you know?”
I nodded, “One night when I went to tuck you in, you were asleep with your phone in hand, and it was open to a chat with someone who had a cat's eye as his profile picture.”
She nodded furiously, “Yes, that's Uncle Jesper.”
Hannah leaned in closer, her voice laced with disbelief, “I can’t believe it. Is he the man behind the cat's eye'? It all makes sense now. He must be the guy that Fidelia must know.”
Fidelia added, “Uncle Jesper told me not to tell anyone about our chats. He said to delete our messages right after reading them. He warned me to do whatever he said without question and to always reply. If I didn't, he said they would come and take me away, along with Monique and Probert.”
I was angry.
What a scoundrel! None of the Dawsons were ever up to any good.
Hannah, equally enraged, slammed her hand on the table, “That rat! He’s got some nerve to threaten a child.”
I took a deep breath to calm down, then continued questioning Fidelia, “So, the story about your grandma passing away, Uncle Jesper told you that?”
Fidelia nodded, burying her face in her hands, “I lied about hearing it from a classmate because I was scared to say it was him. He told me grandma died because of you.”
I let out a cold laugh, ensuring Fidelia was watching, “Do you believe what he said?”
She shook her head vigorously, “Not for a second. You’d never do anything like that. Uncle Jesper had someone hit me, he's no good. Auntie Aaliyah, you’d never let anyone hurt me.”
“That’s right, I wouldn’t,” I agreed.
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