CHAPTER 21 - Lier

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Isabelle's P.O.V

"Ah yes, Mr. Douglas. Tell him I'll be down in a few moments."

Confusion and panic raised in my stomach, making me feel almost sick.

"Dad, how do you know Douglas?"

"Well Isabelle, he keeps saying he has something important to show me that regards my family. Apparently someone has been stalking
members of the Grey family and he knows who."

Yeah, him!

"Dad no, I don't like him. HE's the one who's been stalking ME."

My dad looked at me in disbelief then anger suddenly ripped across his face.

"Really?! And you didn't think to tell me?!"

Oh shit, he's now Christian-anger-issues-anonymous-Grey.

"Dad, don't go all nucleur on me! I have people protecting me 24/7, including Josh..okay?"

I ask, trying to calm him down before he starts the whole 'let's smash up everything breakable in anger then grovel about it later' thing he always does.

"I'm going to need to see what evidence he has first. If anything is out of sorts then I will beat him up myself, Isabelle! I will not have a
private detective snooping around after my pregnant daughter!"

"Fine, fine!"

He leaves the room and I'm quite scared in all honesty.

I did tell Natalie everything, bar the part about Josh hiring Douglas because I knew that part would somehow back-fire.

Me, Josh and my mom are left feeling rather anxious upstairs, waiting for my dad to come back.

Christian's P.O.V

I am beyond fucking furious.

Why do the women of the Grey's keep secrets that are possibly life-threatening?

Is it because I go all nucleur-fifty on them? Possibly..

But I'm just trying to protect them from the sick, twisted world in which we live in.

I walk down to greet this 'Douglas' that has left me frequent messages and pestering me for about 5 weeks.

It wasn't until yesterday when he said he has information on family that I immediately wanted to see what he meant.

If this sick bastard really has information on Isabelle or anyone else in my family, then he is going to die.

What's worse than paparazzi? Fucking private investigators.

I'm met in the now-empty lounge room by a tall, but not as tall as me, dark-haired man who looks roughly in his early 30's.

"So, let's cut to the chase Douglas..What information have you got?"

He looks at me with a smirk and a dark look in his eyes.

"Not too long ago, I was working with someone of the initials J.B"

J.B?

"Well, what about this J.B then?"

I regret asking as he opens it and shows me the letters, photographs and everything else.

I pick up the letters and start to read parts of them

"Dear Christopher Douglas,

I am aware that you are a private detective and I was wondering if you could do some digging up and finding out anything you can about Isabelle Grey.

I would reward you with a rather handsome amount of money."

"Thank you for the work you have done so far, your money is in the same place as it was last time.

I was wondering if you would be interested in organising a kidnap of Isabelle Grey?

I am in no need of the money but I'm sure you would be glad to ask for a ransom all for yourself?

I just want the girl, no questions asked."

I feel sick as my daughter is caught in the middle of all this shit.

"Who is this fucking J.B and why the fuck would he want Isabelle!?" I scream at this disgusting man I look at before me.

"Well it seems he wants her for whatever reason he wishes. I didn't reply to him after that. Well, I'm guessing it's a man."

I don't know what to do..What do believe.

"I'll take these, Taylor can escort you out.

Taylor! Escort Mr. Douglas out."

I wait until I know he's out until I call Welch and ask him for all the information he can find on Christopher Douglas, including who he's
spoken to in the past months, anyone he's been investigating, who he's worked with, what brand of fucking milk he uses! Just, anything.

Just the mention of his name makes my stomach gag, even if he hasn't done anything really wrong he still seemed like a fucking creep to me.

I have no idea what or who to believe, I've only heard Douglas' side of the story and I need to find this J.B before anything drastic happens.

When Taylor came back I handed him all the 'evidence' and told him to keep it hidden until I went home so i could study it in more detail.

I then proceeded upstairs, slowly.

I took a deep breath, put a fake, small smile on and walked in to the room.

Isabelle's P.O.V

I feel so anxious, I mean..I think I'm disbelieving Josh because he looks really nervous, even more so than me!

I have a gut feeling that something just won't add up?

Confused, anxious, angry, scared, and nervous..that's how I was feeling.

Then finally I heard my dad's footsteps coming closer and he opened the door with a small smile on..I know my dad too well to tell it's a
fake smile.

"Well? What did he say?" I found myself asking, as I've been impatiently waiting for him to respond.

"Just that he had a few 'embarrassing' photos, but seriously they were nothing."

Yeah, something tells me he's lying.

"Come off it dad, tell me what he said!"

He looks at me and he is soooo totally trying to keep it cool whilst lying through his teeth!

"Isabelle, it's nothing. Stop worrying, he's just some creep trying to make some money out of me."

I haven't the energy to argue or persuade the truth out of him, instead I just want to go home and snuggle with Josh.

I look up at Josh who's blankly staring at the wall, "Josh..Earth to Josh! I wanna go home." I said trying to hide a yawn, unsuccessfully.

He looked at me and smiled being taking my hand, "Want me to carry you? Or you good to walk?"

I smiled, "I'm good to walk baby, let's just go home okay?"

He nodded and said goodnight to my parents.

Then it was my turn to say goodbye, "If you need anything, just ring me okay Isabelle?" I could tell my dad was being serious, but what
could I possibly need at home when I had Josh to run around after me? I smiled at the thought.

I nodded, "Okay bye dad, mom love you both!"

...

When we reached the bottom of the stairs, I knew I had to say good bye to everyone else.

We walked over to the biggest lounge room to find everyone there, including Ava.

Everyone looked depressed and were trying to avoid eye contact with each other..woah did I do this?

No one even noticed me and Josh were standing at the door until I spoke up, "Erm, good night everyone. I hope next time we have a family meal it won't be so..eventful."

Everyone except Ava, who just sat in the corner refusing to even look at me, said goodnight to me and Josh and finally me and Josh could just go home.

All I wanted to do was fall asleep in Josh's arms and pretend like everything was fine.