CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
”Are you okay Lana?” Vincent questioned when I walked back in the living room. I was not even half okay.
“I-I’m fine,” I stuttered, attempting to pull on a smile, hoping no one would notice something was up.
“Okay,” He answered, though I did not miss a strange look of concern in his eyes.
I was not sure I should believe Nick’s claim about not trusting Vincent. A part of me wanted to believe Nick and the other part felt maybe this could be his game to pull the attention away from him, spread more mistrust in the group.
“So my NYPD friend says that it was actually pretty easy to track Blair to a woman named Michelle. She is a thirty two year old retired nurse and was actually the one who helped Rose give birth. After Rose ‘died’, she left the baby with
