Chapter Thirty-Seven

I had woken up at home in my bedroom. I did not remember much of what happened and my head was pounding. Annalise gave me something warm to eat. The stress in her eyes were creating wrinkles and she was taking the news just as hard as I was. My bet would be that uncle Michael will hold Ken hostage and demand for a ransom from aunt Courtney. I did not see this coming.

Annalise told me she called aunt Courtney and she would be here by tomorrow. I had a bad headache from all of this. Hector came by in the afternoon to check up on me. He told me that the body found outside town was not Ken’s body, so that was a relief.

“Is there anything you could do? Is there another way we could help?” My voice had disappeared along with the little hope I had when he replied with a soft no.

I sighed and slept it off. He had left when I woke up again. Annalise was serving me supper. I had no appetite left. How was I supposed to behave normally not knowing where my brother was? Food tasted weird in my m