men. Kylie is extremely manipulative, always has been.
We’ve tried our best with her, tried to get her the help that she clearly needs, but she doesn’t want our help. The last time we tried to help her, she attacked me, and we were left with the choice of kicking her out or having her institutionalized. We deeply regret not getting her the help that she needed when we had the chance and have paid for it ever since with her lies and accusations. She’s tried to ruin our lives as well as our daughter Denise’s life. It’s been a nightmare.
When she moved out of state, we thought that would be the end of it, but she won’t let it go. She’s been spreading more of her lies about me and her father, and even our daughter Denise, who is very worried about her sister. Between Kylie’s criminal record, her drug abuse, her lies, and her refusal to seek help, we’re not sure what we should do anymore.
After the convention, we went home and discussed the matter with our family and friends and they all felt that we should continue trying to reach you, especially after we saw the article written about your house arrest and found out that Kylie has been working as your assistant. We felt that you deserved to be warned about Kylie before she could ruin your life. She cannot be trusted. She’s been fired from so many jobs for lying, stealing, drugs, the list just goes on and on. We’d hoped that she would find a job where she couldn’t hurt anyone but working for your company will give her an opportunity to hurt so many people and we couldn’t sit by and let that happen.
We had some difficulty finding your personal email address to make sure that you received this, so we apologize for not writing this sooner. We only hope that we were able to help before she did any real damage. We’ve also alerted the District Attorney’s office that handled your case so that they could look into the matter as well.
If we can be of any help…
Feeling hollow, Kylie clicked on the next email and when she saw that it was from her sister, she clicked on the next email and the next, and the next, recognizing a few of the names and having absolutely no idea who most of these people were, but every last one of them claimed that they knew her and what she’d put her poor parents through.
By the time she’d finished reading the last email letting Hunter know what a horrible, sick, and vile person she was, she was trembling, her head was spinning, and she couldn’t quite seem to catch her breath.
“I-I’ve got t-to go,” she told herself with a wobbly nod as she pushed her chair back and got to her feet only to stumble the short distance to the table, knocking over her Coke and-
“I n-need t-to go,” she mumbled weakly, as she forced herself to head to the door, barely aware of Ryan when he walked into the kitchen.
“Kylie? Kylie, are you okay?” she heard Ryan ask from a distance as he reached for her only to drop his hands away when she shook her head.
“I-I have to go,” she mumbled, stumbling away from him and continued making her way to the front door as she tried to make sense out of what just happened.
“Oh…shit,” she thought she heard Ryan say as she grabbed her car keys off the side table, wondering why her hand wouldn’t stop shaking and headed out the front door.
When her keys slipped out of her hand, she licked her dry lips and reached down for them only to have them suddenly disappear.
“You and I are going to have a talk, Miss Davis,” came the coldly spoken words that had her looking up into the angry face of the District Attorney handling Hunter’s case.
“What the hell is going on?” he demanded as he gestured angrily to a stack of papers in his hands. “Do you have any idea how many emails, calls, and letters that I’ve had to deal with this morning because of you? I have a half-dozen people demanding that I have you and that asshole you work for arrested. What the hell were you thinking, threatening them like that?”
“I-I d-didn’t,” she mumbled in a haze as her head spun faster at the realization that they’d dragged Hunter into this as she stood up only to stumble