I Called For Help In Cold Room But My Husband Called Me A Liar Chapter 12

I Called For Help In Cold Room But My Husband Called Me A Liar Chapter 12

Furious, he yanked out his cell phone and brought up his call log, shoving the screen inches from Thomas’s

face

“Look at this! I got a phone call from her only a week ago.”

His voice grew hotter by the second. “I knew that out-of-the-blue call was nothing but trouble. Just like our

mother, petty and bitter, jealous that Jane and Sasha finally have a good life.”

I stood right in front of him, watching his face twist dark with hatred at the mere mention of my name. He

felt like a complete stranger to me now.

When Dad first brought Sasha and her mother into our home, he’d stepped between me and them, promising

I’d always be his only sister

I’d thought my brother was different We shared half our mother’s blood, after all.

I’d remembered every gentle word he’d spoken back then. But he’d forgotten every single one.

Nolan stabbed at the redial button hard. A cold automated recording echoed through the quiet hospital

room

“We’re sorry, the number you have dialed is no longer in service”

Refusing to accept it, he moved to hit redial once more-until Thomas cut him off flatly

“It won’t work That cell number was deactivated three years ago.”

Nolan stumbled backward, all color draining from his cheeks.

“That can’t be right. Cecilia can’t be dead”

Thomas pulled out his own phone, opened a folder of autopsy and excavation evidence, and handed it over

As Nolan scrolled through the files, his eyes flooded with tears Ignoring Sasha’s attempts to stop him, he sprinted unsteadily out of the ward.

I sighed. It was far too late. They’d waited far too long to search for me.

Sasha crossed to the hospital bed, loosely resting her hand over Thomas’s, her tone feigning melancholy

“Cecilia and I never got along, but we still lived side by side for years Promise me you’ll catch the killer and

avenge her, Tom.”

Thomas pulled his hand away, his gaze fixed darkly on her.

“I fully intend to. I’ve already uncovered who pulled all the strings behind her murder.”

“Speaking of which, Sasha-I heard your former stepfather got released from prison. Has he reached out to

you at all?

Sasha’s heart skipped a beat. She forced a stiff, nervous smile.

“Td never meet with him, not in a million years!”

Realizing she’d reacted too sharply, she softened her voice.

“You know how cruelly he treated me growing up. I haven’t dared step outside alone since his release.

Thomas closed his eyes and fell silent, no further questions. Sasha sat beside the bed for a while longer. When she thought he’d drifted off to sleep, she slipped quietly out the door.

The ward door clicked shut gently Thomas ripped the IV needle out of his wrist and followed her.

The fire exit door stood slightly ajar Sasha lingered in the stairwell landing, her voice lowered to a sharp

whisper into her phone.

“I told you-take the money and leave the country, don’t ever come looking for me again!”

A muffled voice responded on the other end of the line, and Sasha’s anger spiked, her volume rising.

“Don’t try to blackmail me with what happened to Cecilia. She’s dead and gone! I’m the only daughter of the Shawn family now, and I’m Thomas’s wife.”

“You won’t drag me down with your mess. If you don’t want to rot back in prison, keep your mouth sealed

tight

Thomas stood outside the stairwell door, unmoving. His head hung low, the fingertips at his sides trembling

nonstop

I hovered beside him, seeing the quiet, deadly rage simmering beneath his calm exterior

He didn’t push the door open Instead, he turned and left the hospital entirely Bypassing his home entirely, he drove straight to the police precinct

Alex was swamped buried in case files. He only glanced up briefly to check Thomas’s condition before returning to his paperwork

Thomas sat across the desk and slid his cell phone forward. His voice was quiet, hollow

“Sasha Shawn is complicit in Cecilia’s murder The man who made the anonymous payment is her former

stepfather.”