Trouble At Home

Tiffanie:

“She’s fine,” I told Victor. “This is her handwriting at its best. She wasn’t forced to write this.”

He paced around for a while more and put his hand in his hair in frustration.

“Don’t you get it? Someone knows we’re trying to find her and put up this letter to throw us off and stop entirely. We’re getting close. We can’t give up now.”

I sighed. I usually admired Victor’s advanced way of thinking in the past, but right now, it was just irritating.

“Are you suggesting someone from this clan is holding her captive somewhere?” I asked. “If someone is trying to throw us off, don’t you think they’ll try worse things if we keep trying to find her?”

He snorted. “I thought of course since you were her sister you would be just as ready as I am to lay down your life just to see she’s okay. I guess I was wrong. I simply overestimated you.”

I froze.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked, getting angry.

“You’ve been nothing but a setback all this while,” he barked, not at all he