Chapter 92

The room reeked of smoke—pungent and acrid. Teresa pushed open the windows and asked softly, "Zach, why aren't you asleep at this hour?" Zachary turned, startled to see her. "I'll be done soon. Once I finish this last bit of work, I'll head to bed." Her eyes flicked to the dark computer screen, but she said nothing. Instead, she placed her bank card on the table. "Zach, this is the money I've saved. Use it if you run into trouble." Zachary narrowed his eyes. "What are you doing?" "Think of it as an investment," she replied evasively. He didn't need her to explain further. Teresa was too perceptive—there was no hiding the truth from her. After leaving the card, she returned to her bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed, lost in thought. Cameron hadn't yet unleashed his full assault on the Suttons, but even the blows he had struck were devastating. Teresa couldn't bear for her family to suffer because of her. She had no choice but to keep trying to reach him. At last, someone a