Chapter Twenty seven

When Henrietta went home, she rushed to her father's reading room where he store all the necessary documents. She searched for the picture but couldn't find it.

"Where could that be? " she said to herself.

"Damn it! I want to be sure if she is the one. I know Miss Gaynell must have taken that picture away from this room. I hate her so much" She opened a book and found the picture in it.

"I found it" She smiles and turns the back of the picture. Her eyes almost popped out from her eye socket.

"She is the one. I knew from the start that she is the one my dad is desperately looking for. She will be so shocked when I call her by her real. Courtney is out of the way next is Jeaune. Her death will be a painful one. I can't wait for tomorrow to come. Quicney will soon be mine" she thought and smile.

"What are you doing here? " Miss Gaynell said behind her.

"Is that question for me? I don't hold any explanation. This is my father's reading room. I have the right to walk in and out of th