Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Chapter 136

Drew's phone rang just as we finished breakfast, and he excused himself to answer it. A few minutes later, he returned to the kitchen with a serious expression.

"That was the attorney; we must go into his office to review some paperwork and sign a few things." He told us.

"That's okay. I will be fine here, especially with the new security measures." I wasn't thrilled about being left alone in this house, but I did not want to make it more difficult for the guys; I knew this was probably something that involved their father, and it would be stressful enough without me making it more difficult.

My declaration was met with immediate objections, but before I could say anything Drew interrupted the others. "Emmy needs to come with us; this also pertains to her mother. That silenced the guys, and all eyes were on me again.

"Um, I don't mind going. I'm unsure why the attomey needs to see me, but we will find out." I said. 'Give me ten minutes; I want to change into something nicer than loungewear."

"Take your time," I told Mr. Johnson. It would take us about an hour to get there. Drew told me.

"Great, thank you," I said, disappearing down the hallway to my bedroom.

one of the higher floors. Stepping out into the reception area made me realize how high up we were, and

got you nervous, baby?"

I don't want to go

on the tiled floor as they hurried me to a conference room the receptionist had directed us to. I looked up when we were inside, and I was relieved to see that the windows were covered in

chair for me with my back to the windows, and I was able to focus on the attorney who was waiting at the head of the table for us to be seated. He came around and introduced himself to me, and I greeted him politely, still unsure why I was there. Once he returned to the head of the table, he pulled out a thick file. "I had you all come in at once because even though Miss Conners

said, glancing at the guys, and Drew nodded at me. "Patrick's part of our family; even if he weren't here, I would tell

Emmy; I just have to ask for legal reasons." He assured me. "Now, since your mother's remains were recovered and identified, I

me anything. She didn't even want me living with her when my father went to

grandparents. I know nothing about

eighteenth birthday, you will have access to one-quarter of it; when you turn twenty-five, another quarter will be released, and

This can't be real. I reached down and pinched my hand under the table to ensure I was awake. It hurt, so I was awake. Josh noticed what I was doing and wrapped his hand over mine, and cocked his

of shock. Could you repeat what you