I Am Rich Again

Chapter 83

The next day, John didn’t waste any time. He rushed over to Claire’s house, his heart pounding with a mix of anxiety and determination. He stood outside, concealed by the shadows of a large oak tree, waiting for the moment she would come out. He knew better than to approach her at the door; he didn’t want to scare her into calling the police.

John’s plan hinged on Claire taking her child to school. He hoped that the little girl he had seen with her yesterday would be leaving soon. He waited, each second stretching out like an eternity, his breath shallow and quick. The morning air was cool and crisp, and he could hear the distant hum of traffic and the chirping of birds, but all his senses were focused on the house.

After what felt like forever, but was only thirty minutes, the front door finally opened. Claire and her child stepped out into the morning light. Claire’s face was serene, her eyes crinkled in a gentle smile as she held her daughter’s hand. The little girl, a spitting ima