She laughed. She said something to the effect, danger is not so obvious. It’s the danger you can’t see coming that you should really fear. There was danger for Annalise in her own home, inside the walls of that little Linden Street house on the cul-de-sac by the woods. The danger was not lurking outside in the world; it was closer than anyone saw. That was the danger Annalise feared. Her own father.
Putang inaaaaa
