Nanny and the Alpha Daddy

#Chapter 209: Testify

Moana

“The police are downstairs,” the old housekeeper said, sounding both confused and concerned, and a little sheepish as she surely knew what she had just walked into. “They want to speak to you.”

Edrick and I suddenly looked at each other in shock.

“I’ll go,” he said, grabbing his shirt off of the floor and putting it on. “You can stay here, Moana.”

But Selina shook her head and pointed at me. “They want to talk to her. They asked specifically for Moana.”

As Selina spoke, my eyes suddenly widened. Surely the police wanted to talk to me about Ethan and Kelly, but why now? They really came in the pouring rain? Couldn’t they have called first? Edrick, who seemed to be thinking the same thing, narrowed his eyes. “Well, it’s not a good time,” he said. “Why didn’t they call first instead of just showing up?”

The old housekeeper shrugged. “I don’t know. But they asked specifically for Moana.”

Edrick looked at me again and opened his mouth to speak, but I shook my head and grabbed my sweater off of the chair. “It’s fine,” I said. “I’ll go.”

one of us. Edrick and I quickly put on our shoes and took the elevator down, and when we came out I saw two officers sitting

outside. Thankfully, because of the pouring rain, it seemed as though the paparazzi weren’t lingering around outside like a bunch of hyenas. If pictures went around of two police officers coming into the building so soon after what happened at the warehouse, it was certain that there would be more

ride home after the incident at the warehouse. “I apologize for the intrusion, but we wanted to come and talk to you

was feeling nervous, and so was I. I couldn’t help but wonder if something had happened

Fowler,” the officer said, looking at me. “If you’d like to come down to the station with us, we’d like to perform an interview. We’d like your side of the story as to what happened leading up to the events at the warehouse a couple of weeks ago, and we need

my fiancee dredge up what happened that night without any time to prepare. If you call back another time, maybe

afraid it needs to be done today,” the officer interrupted grimly. “This whole incident is causing a lot of media attention, and Ethan said — on the record — that… Miss Fowler

said, feeling my anger begin to bubble up inside of me. “He’s a liar. That’s not

be saved for the interview,”

mean to interrogate my fiancee over something that my mentally insane, illegitimate half-brother said? You know he’s full of s**t, right?” Edrick asked, sounding

Ethan is not telling the truth, but we’d like to get Miss

that night because I was trying to leave with Ella,

even if it wasn’t clear enough, it didn’t really matter. Either way, Ethan

of interrogations online where distressed victims were made to cry or have mental breakdowns over bringing up everything that happened, and I didn’t want to be one of those people.

pulled me aside and spoke quietly. “You don’t need to go if you don’t want to,” he said. “And if you want a lawyer because of

this over with now, and there’s no reason for me to get a lawyer.