CHAPTER TWELVE
When Micheal arrived home, Sydney was sitting on the couch rocking Thomas in her arms. He approached her cautiously, not knowing how she would react. He hoped she wouldn’t be too mad.
“Uh, Sydney,” he said.
“Oh, hey,” she said to him with love in her eyes. She blew him a kiss.
“Hi,” he said as he kissed her gently. “Well, I wanted to tell you something.”
“What’s that?” Sydney asked. Micheal took a deep breath.
“I snuck into Francie’s house and put in cameras and overheard two of her mysterious phone conversations,” he rushed on. Sydney’s eyes widened.