A reunion

“What do you mean by it was mom?”

“Why do you think she isn't here now? She--”

Sophia cut her off, “Oh my God, aren't you people tired of sending us on this unfortunate merry-go-round? I for one, am fed up. I don't really want to know who did it. Cut off someone's finger if you must, all I want, is Addison and Aiden.”

“Look, I wasn't in support of what Chantelle did--”

“Oh please, I've heard this story time and time again, I don't need a freaking replay. Where are my children?”

“Harriet took them, but I don't know where,” Tanya screamed.

“And you expect us to believe this story?”

“Yes, believe me.”

“Okay, Tanya. Explain to me how Chantelle took my kids, then you took them, then your mom took them from you. I smell jail-time in your future.”

“Look, find mom, she knows where the kids are.”

“This is completely unbelievable, why would your mum want to kidnap her own grandbabies?”

“Well, we're about to find out,” Noah chimed in, “My driver tells me she's at one of our private runners righ