CHAPTER SIXTEEN
RHETT’S POV
I’d underestimated Freya’s acting skills. As a matter of fact, I had no idea she had any. From the spoilt brat that knew how to load and fire a bullet faster than throw a punch, I’d certainly not expected she’d be exceptionally good at this. The mayor, his very chatty wife and their quiet daughter, Maddy, looked like the picture family every kid wishes to Santa for. For the past ten minutes or so, I’d had to sit and listen to them recounting the tale of their Christmas vacation in Hawaii last year before switching to their valentine’s date.
“Mum, I don’t think we are here to listen to just you,” Maddy seemed to have also gotten tired hearing the same old stories.
Maddison Whitlock, was the only child of the Whitlock and only three months ago, her father thr
