CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
“So, I heard you want to see me?” Sarah questioned in her usual curt manner, folding her hands to her chest as she eyed Meredith.
“Yeah. I know I’m probably the last person you want to see right now but I need to ask you some questions,” she stated point blank straight.
“About what?” Sarah tried to ignore the sudden erratic beating of her heart.
“About yesterday night. Look, the guy you had tied up in that chair yesterday. I rescued him but he said you were trying to save me. Why is that? And who or what are you saving me from?” she asked as Sarah relaxed visibly.
“Why don’t you come in the house?” She offered.
“No. I’m good. I don’t think I can face Brian right now,”
“Oh, I heard about what happened yesterday,”
“Yeah. Can we now go back to
