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.”

were waiting for us in the lobby downstairs, as our new bodyguards were given strict orders not to let anyone in who wasn’t one of us. Edrick and I quickly put on our shoes and took the elevator down, and when we came out I

about?” Edrick asked, peering past them to look 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

one of the officers said, who I recognized as the one that gave us a ride home after the incident at the warehouse. “I apologize for the intrusion,

nervous, and so was I. I couldn’t help but

the station with us, we’d like to perform an interview. We’d like your side of the

frowned and protectively put his arm around my shoulders. “This is very sudden,” he said. “I don’t want to make my fiancee dredge up what happened that night without any time

is causing a lot of media

said, feeling my anger begin

will need to be saved for the interview,” the officer said gently with a polite

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

put his hands up in a gesture of surrender. “It’s not an interrogation, Mr. Morgan,” he said. “It’s just an interview. We know that Ethan is not telling the truth, but we’d like to get Miss Fowler’s statement first.” He turned then to look back at me. “Now, if you’d like a ride down to the station, we could get this all over with today. Eventually, you may need to testify in

If the truth came out that I was trapped that night because I was trying to leave with Ella, would he and Kelly and Olivia get away with what I did? What if

clearly manipulated into going, and even if it wasn’t

the most was the thought of having to be interviewed on what had happened that night. I had seen clips 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. Right now, the last

to go if you don’t want to,” he said. “And

just get this over with now, and there’s no reason for me to