Chapter 190: Moved Feet

Damian My phone buzzed with a message from George. The only thing that kept me from responding immediately was the need to stay composed. His message, however, left me unsettled. I had to control myself; revealing my distress would only hinder my search for Charlotte, and that was the last thing I needed. It was also the last thing Charlotte needed. I stood up slowly. "You’ve only just arrived," she said. "Why don’t you stay for a drink? I could get coffee." I was already close to the door when she touched my arm. I turned around and met her eyes. "I know you were behind Kasandra. I know you were behind Kathy. I know how you operate, and I know you’re the one who told Laura to find her foster daughter. I can hear your words in Charlotte’s voice. It’s too obvious that you’re the one pulling the strings like some puppet master. You think you’re smart." She started to smile. "But I am. I’m only like this when I need something, and I need you." "You don’t need anything; you just need