Third Person POV
"We...we.. went to the club that she our daughter was supposedly working at..." she stammered, unable to look at him in the face.
Edgar Rosethorn was not pleased. He laced his fingers together, eyeing the Stocklands disfavoringly. Evelyn sucked in a breath, trying to fan her red face and looking humiliated as she was forced once more to admit that they had failed to find their errant daughter Raine.
"I know," Edgar Rosethorn said silkily, still watching them all like a cat about to toy with a mouse it had found, Gerald Stockland shivering at the images that produced as he thought it in his mind."Do you think that I'm foolish enough not to have eyes on you?" he added darkly.
Summer looked on the verge of panic. She clutched frantically at her mother's arm. "It's not
