Chapter 13
Just as Christopher was about to toss the tape recorder into the trash, Ezra stepped forward. "Wait. I want to hear what's on it."
The Ramsey family's words had actually reminded him of something—Gianna had deliberately placed the recorder inside a gift box, out in the open. There had to be a reason.
"What's there to hear? It's probably just her cursing us. That's bad luck. Just throw it away." Maya reacted strangely.
She abruptly stood up, reaching for the recorder with an anxious expression. It was so unlike her usual calm and composed self.
"Stop!"
Ezra wasn't about to let her do as she pleased. He blocked her path immediately. As the two struggled, Ezra managed to press the play button.
A burst of static filled the room, followed by a sickeningly arrogant voice.
"Gianna, how about you kneel and beg me? If you do, I might convince Dad to forgive you."
Maya's voice in the recording was anything but timid. She sounded brazen, arrogant, and dripping with superiority.
"I'm real

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