Chapter 4

Jeffrey glanced down at Ella's flushed, feverish face, and his expression darkened instantly.

"Get in the car," he said.

My hands were still trembling as I slid into the back seat.

Jeffrey hit the gas, his voice low and tight. "Gabriella, how far do you want to take this?

"Do you want him to admit he's wrong, or do you want him to cough up everything he's taken all these years with interest?"

After Ella got an IV in the ER, her fever finally came down a bit.

I sat by her bed, staring at her tiny hand with the…