My Baby’s Daddy

“Yes, he did. Are you hurt, Imogen?” Shirley asked, concerned.

“I’m fine. I broke my arm when I was escaping, but I got it fixed. Still have some bruises around, but they’re superficial wounds.” Imogen asked, “By the way, Shirley, any idea who those kidnappers were? Did they mention anything to you?

Shirley recalled her unsettling speculation earlier. Despite initially dismissing it, too many coincidences lined up, making it hard to ignore. She thought to herself, Why did she choose that specific coffee shop on the street? She needed to confirm, not because she thought Imogen would harm her, but to be certain. “They did share something with me, and it’s perplexing. Still baffles me, to be honest,” she admitted.

Imogen’s expression turned horrified, and her pupils contracted. Unable to contain herself, she inquired, “What did they say?”

Shirley frowned, sensing a hint of panic from Imogen.

Shirley. Don’t take it the wrong way. I’m assisting Roy with the investigation, and I need more details from

said, “No worries. I

Any mention of a possible accomplice?” Imogen asked, this time

that line of questioning and said, “I think they did, but I bumped my head. I still feel dizzy now, so I forgot what they told me.

bumped your head? Is it bad?” Imogen

have to get some rest,”

Tell me right away if you remember what the kidnappers told you, alright,” Imogen said. Shirley said,

something, so if you remember anything, tell me right

right away, “Of course. I’ll tell you right away if

kidnapped, I wished I could take your place. I wished you were the one

Imogen, mind if I ask you something? When they knocked you out, did they handcuff you and put