NINA'S POV
The room felt too quiet after the detective finished speaking. My heart was beating so loudly I was sure everyone could hear it.
Still confused, Nanny Paula broke the silence.
“I have no idea who you’re talking about.”
I turned sharply to her. My eyes searched her face, expecting fear, panic…something. But she was calm. Too calm. Like she truly had nothing to hide.
“Well,” the detective said, adjusting his jacket, “I hope you don’t mind following us to the station for a few questions.”
“Sure,” Nanny Paula replied easily.
“Nanny—” I stood up quickly, my voice shaking.
She turned to me and smiled, soft and reassuring. “It’s okay. It’s just questions. I’ll be back before dinner.”
She followed the detective out, her steps steady, her back straight. That confidence only made
