“Ma’am, you’re going to need to come with us.”
Patricia stepped backward.
“This is ridiculous!”
She pointed at me.
“She is lying!”
I looked at Vanessa.
“Are you still recording?”
Vanessa slowly lowered her phone.
I smiled.
“You should probably keep recording.”
Her face went white.
Then I turned toward the camera.
“Six years ago, my daughter was taken from me.”
The livestream comments exploded.
People began demanding answers.
I continued.
“I was told she died.”
I held up the documents.
“She didn’t.”
I looked at Lily.
“She was alive the entire time.”
Patricia suddenly shouted,
“Ryan had nothing to do with this!”
Everyone froze.
I slowly turned toward her.
“I didn’t mention Ryan.”
Patricia’s face collapsed.
Victoria looked at me.
I didn’t need to say another word.
The police officers exchanged glances.
Brandon whispered,
“Mom…”
Patricia realized her mistake.
Too late.
Then my phone rang.
Ryan.
I answered.
“Hello?”
His voice was shaking.
“Where are you?”
