Nathan noticed my distraction and asked me what was going on. “That’s her,” I said urgently. “The scammer Margaret told us about. I’m sure of it.”
I needed to do something before she hurt Xavier too. When dinner ended, I’d come up with a plan and set it into motion. “Danielle, would you help me pick out a wine from the basement?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.
She hesitated but nodded. “Sure,” she said, standing up.
I led her downstairs, trying to be as casual as possible. Luckily, she was shy enough that conversation wasn’t that important. But the moment she stepped into the dimly lit basement, I turned and locked the door behind her.
My hands were shaking as I hurried back upstairs. “Nathan, call the police. Now!”
Xavier shot up from his seat, brows furrowed. “Mom, what are you doing?!” he demanded.
“That woman is not who she says she is,” I said firmly. “She’s scammed people before. I’m protecting you.”
Xavier looked like I’d slapped him. “What? No! You’re wrong! Danielle’s not a scammer. She’s kind, she’s honest, and she’s my fiancée!”
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