Chapter 6 - Little Wren Recalls Terrifying Fragments From That Rainy Night
Grant knelt beside the velvet armchair where Wren was sipping warm chamomile tea brought by a sympathetic kitchen staff member. “Sweetheart, do you remember how you found this bracelet in the bride’s suitcase upstairs?” Grant asked gently, stroking her hair.
Wren looked up with heavy, tired eyes, her small fingers tracing the rim of the porcelain teacup. “The lady in the white dress dropped it when she opened the silver box... and it looked just like the night Mommy cried,” Wren whispered.
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“What night was that, darling?” Miller asked, crouching down to her eye level with a soft, reassuring voice. “The night the thunder was so loud, and someone said we were going to ruin everything before I fell asleep,” Wren replied quietly.
The chilling words hung in the air, instantly reviving a homicide case everyone thought had reached a dead end.
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