A bitter, sad smile crossed my face as I met his gaze. “If you want to talk about killers, look at yourself and Winnie. I was attacked because of a surgery you performed, out of revenge for a life you couldn’t save. They found me because of you. They beat me, they kicked me, they drove a knife into my belly, and you call me inhuman?
“Who led them to me? Your dear ‘sister’ Winnie. She let them know that kidnapping me would draw your attention. So, tell me, who really killed our child?”
My voice shook with the weight of my pain. “Do you think anyone feels this loss more deeply than I do?”
“No, no, it wasn’t me…” Winnie stammered, scrambling to defend herself, but Sean cut her off, turning to me.
“Wait, Ellie was a month pregnant? What happened to her baby? I thought only one person was kidnapped – what does any of this have to do with her?” he demanded, voice unsteady.
At that, Ellie stepped forward and slapped him hard across the face.
“You have no right to ask! If any of you had bothered to answer your phones, we wouldn’t have been caught in the landslide. We wouldn’t have been trapped. Our baby wouldn’t have died!