“If you don’t believe me… I can show you where she keeps everything…”
Natalie’s eyes widened slightly.
The fear was there now. Impossible to hide.
And in that moment…
Raymond understood something that made his blood run cold:
Maybe his daughter had never been sick.
Maybe someone inside his own home had been poisoning her.
But the truth didn’t stop there.
Because what the boy knew…
was only the beginning.
The lighter part.
The real darkness…
was still hidden inside that house.
And it was about to come out.
…
Raymond didn’t say another word.
He turned around.
“We’re going home. Now.”
His voice had changed. It wasn’t confusion anymore—it was determination.
Sophia took a shaky breath.
The boy hesitated.
“Can I come with you, sir?”
Raymond looked at him… then nodded.
“If you’re lying, you’ll regret it.
But if you’re telling the truth… I owe you everything.”
Natalie swallowed.
“This is insane, Raymond… you’re trusting a homeless kid?”
But he wasn’t listening anymore.
The Carter house was silent when they arrived.
Too silent.
Not peaceful… but unsettling.
“Take her to the living room,”
Raymond told the boy.
“My name is Leo…”
he said softly.
“Thank you, Leo.”
Natalie followed them, her face growing paler.