(Livia)
I held the telephone against my ear and looked through the window. Rachel was still standing beside her car, facing Julian. Mr. Collins remained nearby with another guard. I needed to know what Julian had threatened her with.
"What did you tell her?"
"That she needs to leave my property."
"Then let her leave."
"That depends on you, Livia."
I looked at Rachel again. She had come because I needed help, and now Julian was threatening her. I couldn't bear the thought of her suffering because of me. I asked him what he wanted.
"Tell her you're staying here willingly."
"I'm not."
"Then she can explain to the police why she's trespassing."
"Your guards let her inside."
"That's irrelevant."
I couldn't believe he was threatening to involve the police. Rachel hadn't forced her wa
