Estella's blood instantly turned to ice in her veins. It had been a long time since she had heard that name, but it was not one she was likely ever to forget. It was the name of the man who had killed her father as well as the name of the man who was once thought to be Ian's own father. That name was like a plague and even hearing it spoken aloud felt like an ill omen.
She looked at the man, wide-eyed, before she swallowed a tight knot of anxiety and shook her head.
"I think you're mistaken. Anyways, I...I have to go now." She said, turning away to hurry after Mags.
"I ain't. You tell Ian that he can hide away behind your daddys little fuckin' family but we will always find him." He called after her. "Five hundred thousand, Otto ain't gonna just forget!"
Estella nearly tripped over her own feet in her haste to reach Magdalena, but once she reached the little girl, she scooped her up and clutched her close as she walked as fast as she could towards the bus stop. Her heart thundered in her chest and with one arm braced around her daughter, she reached for her cellphone and began flagging through her contacts with trembling fingers to get to Ian's number. She raised her phone to her ear and dared to look over her shoulder to see if the man was still following her.
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