Chapter 72

“Now, who do we have here? The legendary Sarah and her husband,” Josef Moore chuckled the moment we walked in “just the people I want to see,”

“So, young man. You’ve had your wish. Here she is. Start speaking!” Mr Martin slammed his fist on the table.

Josef didn’t flinch. He relaxed boldly on his chair. “You don’t remember me, do you?” he asked me.

I stared intently at him “Nope,” I answered, sitting opposite him. For whatever reason, I wasn’t scared of this guy. Maybe it had to do with being with Damian, or in the police station. Maybe…

“Do you remember the little boy you reported to your Dad?” he asked with a smirk. Damian and Mr Martins stood beside me.

“A little boy?” I frowned

He sat up and leaned closer, his elbows on the table. I spotted a little scar beneath his eyelids.

“Oh, let me guess… good girl had life easy for her. No wonder she doesn’t remember the life of the little boy she ruined,”

“I beg your pardon,” my eyes narrowed. Damian made to advance threateningly at Josef b