I slowly looked up and, with my shaky voice due to restrained fury, I snapped, “A ritual? Are you sure it’s for a proper burial? She’s only doing this because she’s scared — scared their spirits won’t rest. That’s why she wants to suppress them!”
“Mr. George,” I said, my voice low but firm, “tell Alexis I’m going to Arlington. No matter what.”
He saw that I was not going to back down. Still, he didn’t flinch and simply replied, “We’re just doing our jobs, Madam. Don’t make this hard for us.”
“Also… I heard your mother’s still in critical condition at the hospital. If you keep defying Mr. Stanley and he decides to cut off her medication—well, that would be unfortunate, wouldn’t it?”
I froze and my throat tightened.
“Are you threatening me?”
Five years ago, when I left with Alexis for the capital, my mother took over my role as the family’s grave keeper.
When Alexis sent people to desecrate the graves, she stood up to them, and a fight occurred. Because of this, her old illness flared up, and she was rushed to the hospital.
Halle's POV
Roy looked me straight in the eye and said, “Mr. Stanley said your mother’s surgery is scheduled in five hours. They need your signature to proceed.”