Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 69129 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 346(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69129 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 346(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
“Then deliver.”
“Wes,” harshly snips the man at my side.
“I would like to continue by expressing that I take each and every parents’ concerns very seriously, whether it’s in regards to their child’s mental and physical education, health, or safety. I – as well as those I employ – are dedicated to providing the best atmosphere for both parent and child. It’s what I promised when you joined our school – our family so to speak – and a promise that I’ll continue to fulfill until you as well as your child leave us for the next step in their academic adventure.”
My body wants to relax, yet I fight against it.
Fold my fingers tightly together to ensure I stay cautious.
Skeptical.
Alert.
“About an hour ago, an unknown individual tried to check your son out of the building.”
All the air in my lungs is instantly seized.
“The unidentified individual made it through the doors by piggy backing her way inside.”
A woman.
The person after my boy is a woman.
And the fact she came after him a second time verifies this is about him.
Not Bryn.
The warning at the hospital wasn’t in reference to stalking her.
It was a reminder she’s going for our child.
“The intruder – who upon reviewing the footage was wearing oversized sunglasses to conceal her face along with a large sunhat and what was clearly an expensive wig – began a casual conversation at the entrance door with a parent who-”
“Which parent?”
“I cannot disclose that information to you, Mr. Wilcox, for confidentiality reasons.”
“Are you honestly going to have me call my attorneys to get that information?”
“Yes.”
Her lack of hesitation both pleases and enrages me.
“The rights of all of my families are something I have to protect. While I completely understand what it is you have to do, and why you need this information, you’ll have to go through the proper channels so that I do not compromise anyone’s confidentiality clauses. I would expect anyone else in this situation to want the same thing, and I would push for them to take the legal route as well.” She folds her hands politely together on the desk space directly in front of her. “Shall I continue or would prefer for me to wait for your legal counsel to arrive?”
One hand is defeatedly waved in her direction. “Continue.”
An eyebrow is lifted in a silent demanding fashion.
“Please.”
“The unidentified female used the conversation as a distraction to piggyback her way in through the front door where the first code is supposed to be put in for entrance. We both know it’s against policy to do what the parent did, and they have been fined and reprimanded accordingly.”
They will pay even more once I have their identity.
“The conversation continued to the front desk, which was momentarily empty because Clemmy, the front desk assistant-”
“Who thinks I look exactly like that guy from Chicago Fire,” J.T. needlessly interjects.
“-had stepped out to use the facilities. It was there that the parent put in their personal code and went to retrieve their child leaving the individual to do the same. They made three wrongful attempts, and when this happens, an immediate alert is sent to me, along with the child’s teacher, to inform them not to let the child out of their care unless given direct, face-to-face approval by me.”
“Your protocols are impeccable,” I quietly compliment.
“Thank you. They are one of the many things that makes my early academic academy so sought after.” She politely smiles and precedes, “When the unidentified female saw Clemmy heading back to the desk, she immediately fled. There wasn’t time for Clemmy to lock the doors or even call the on-site security guard for detainment.”
And Wy’s personal security detail isn’t allowed in the building.
Each individual is granted permission to wait in the parking lot – as long as their clean background checks have been provided to the school – where they’re allowed to watch and observe and report any suspicious activity throughout the day. They’re there to also ensure that no one else leaves with him that isn’t on his approved list, meaning even if this woman had somehow managed to get to Wy out of the building, she wouldn’t have made it past them.
Part of me wishes that that was how this scenario played out because at least then this shit would be over.
I could handle this person.
Find out what they want.
Why they’re targeting my fucking toddler.
Discover if this is a ransom scheme or something more sinister.
I could be informed of where their grudge was built.
Why.
What I did to them or didn’t do for them that has caused them to disrupt my entire existence.
Attempt to ruin it.
The reasons for their choices that gave my wife her second concussion, amnesia, and stole our unborn child from us.
The latter haunts me more than it does Bryn.
It’s one of the few memories I find myself thankful that she’s lost.