"Blaze Anderson?" Amelia echoed with incredulity and mounting horror.
"Yes, dear." The Senator concurred with a sigh, failing to pick up the tension in Amelia's voice.
"You need to see your sister's face. It's covered with different slap marks all inflicted by that heartless young man. Mr Anderson not only assaulted my daughter for a crime I doubt she committed but further humiliated her by having her and Jerry arrested. I also have a feeling that he threatened them to plead guilty to a crime they never committed and ripped Jerry off his hard-earned money. Can you imagine that level of cruelty?"
"No, I can't." Amelia's voice was barely above a whisper as she stood up from the couch, her confused gaze staring blankly at the wall. She didn't recall Blaze leaving her side all through the night or did he while she was deep asleep?