...this but tomorrow he wanted something different. She had to tip-toe around his moods; and adjust how best she could just so she could live in some sort of peace.
“What do you think happened to the tapes?” he asked her sharply.
“I’m not sure but I’ll try to find out” she sniffed.
“You have until the end of next week’ He said and slammed the receiver down on it’s cradle.
Renée crawled into her bed and wept, she wasn’t sure what to do. She had no idea who could have taken the tapes or the file. She had searched Sheryl’s room the moment she had realized that they were missing but there was nothing there. She didn’t know where to start to looking but she had to figure something out; her father was furious and she knew he blamed her and if she didn’t find a way to amend her mistake he would make her pay for it in the most painful way he could think of.
“Thank you for a wonderful night” Lance told Sheryl as they both stood outside the door of her room.
“I should be the one saying thank you” Sheryl said with a shy smile.
“I hope we can do this again sometime soon” he said looking into her eyes.
“We will” Sheryl promised.
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