Chapter 4

I took the shirt. It was a simple white cotton blouse, ripped to shreds and stained with dark, dried blood.

"What is this?"

"I have a cabin out in the suburbs. I tied her up and kept her there."

My heart stopped.

I could picture it so clearly. Lily wearing this shirt, feeling completely helpless and terrified as she was abused over and over again.

Richard Harrison was a monster. An absolute beast.

Yet, he said it with pride. "Keeping her locked up actually made her a lot more obedient."

His eyes looked crazed. "Lana, you have no idea. In her final days, Lily lived like a dog."

My stomach churned. I felt like throwing up.

Why?

Why did they do this to her?

My hands clenched the bloody white shirt so hard my knuckles turned white.

Just as I was about to lose my mind, *BAM!* The door was kicked open.

"You cheap whore!" Someone grabbed my hair and dragged me down.

Vile insults rained down on me.

"Chloe, stop! Stop it!" Richard yelled anxiously.

I looked up. The person who had broken in was Chloe, Richard’s daughter.

"How dare you try to seduce my dad too!" Chloe kicked me hard in the stomach. I gasped in pain and fell to the floor.

In that brief second of physical pain, I felt a fraction of what Lily must have gone through.

Chloe looked completely insane. Her eyes were filled with pure, murderous rage.

During my month working here as a maid, I had learned about this family's toxic dynamics.

Richard had divorced his ex-wife because of his constant cheating. Chloe stayed with him and lived a luxurious life.

But Chloe had a terrible, violent temper. Whenever she saw her father messing around with other women, she would completely lose her mind.

I pretended to be terrified and cowered behind Richard. As I did, I noticed his laptop was open on the desk. The desktop wallpaper was a happy family photo of Richard, his ex-wife, and Chloe.

How ironic. A disgusting, lustful predator who still pretended to care about family.

"What is that in your hand?!" Chloe shrieked, her eyes locked on me.

I looked at Richard. Before I could react, Chloe snatched Lily’s bloody shirt from my hands.

The moment she saw it, she froze. "Why... why is this here? Why do you have this?"

Chloe opened her mouth to say something else, but Richard snatched the shirt away from her.

"Chloe!" he snapped, his voice sharp and warning. "Shut up and go to your room!"

With that, Richard shoved the shirt back into my hands and hissed, "Go. Dispose of it now."

I ran back to my room. Holding the bloody shirt, I pulled out a box hidden deep under my bed. Inside the box was the lock of hair and the USB drive.

I hadn't destroyed them.

How could I?

Richard had no idea that every single sin he committed was being recorded, piece by piece.

And Lily... my sweet daughter.

Mommy is going to get you justice.