Chapter 29. Mrs. Hale's House

Zac rang the doorbell one more time, and the door soon creaked open, revealing Mrs. Hale standing there in a simple robe, her expression a mix of intrigue at first. But once she saw who was standing there, her heart dropped. 

“Miss Hall? Mr. Zac? What…what are you doing here? And at this hour?” She asked, adjusting her robe. Her voice was low and hesitant. She looked worried immediately. “How did you even find where I live?” 

Anna swallowed hard, forcing a small smile. “I’m sorry for showing up unannounced, Mrs. Hale, but we really do need to talk to you. It’s important.” 

Mrs. Hale’s eyes narrowed slightly, her suspicion evident. “I don’t think this is appropriate.” She shook her head in disagreement. “If this is about work–” 

“It’s not,” Zac cut in, his tone gentle but firm. “This isn’t about work. It’s personal, and it’s urgent. Please, we just need a few minutes of your time.” 

The woman did not lie this, she was hesitant, glancing