"Let's go."
Hannah Hale got up from the hospital bed, linking arms with Laura Lowell as they headed outside.
Yvonne Sloan followed behind, carrying a bag of clothes and personal items.
When they reached the parking lot, Laura Lowell took the bag from Yvonne Sloan. "You can head back now," she said. "Hannah and I have something we need to take care of."
There were some things Laura Lowell didn't want Yvonne Sloan to hear.
Besides, she wasn't sure what kind of person Yvonne Sloan had become in the ten-plus years they'd been apart.
"Alright, Laura. I'll get going then."
"Drive safe."
Laura Lowell put the bags in the trunk. The moment she slid into the driver's seat, her phone started buzzing incessantly with WeChat notifications.
It was Zachary Redgrave, blowing up the group chat.
"Hannah Hale, you better explain yourself! How the hell did you become my aunt?"
"You're totally pulling rank on me!"
"Did my uncle seduce you, or did you seduce him?"
