CATHERINE’S POV:
As me and Knox, with Maxinne in his arms, cross the threshold of the grand mansion, a sense of foreboding settles over me. The foyer fills with the worried murmurs of the babysitters who await us.
"Mr. Montemayor, welcome back,” one of them says, casting an apologetic glance at Knox. “We told Ms. Rebecca to just come back since you're not here, but she insisted, so..."
Knox nods at her with understanding, his brow furrowed with much deeper than concern, as he gently hands Maxinne over to the babysitters.
"Bring Maxinne to her bedroom," he instructs softly. "Afterwards, you two can go home."
"I'll be with Maxinne," I offer.
I follow the babysitters. But as I reach the living area, just a few feet from the stairs leading to the second floor, Rebecca’s commanding voic
