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I was in total disbelief. There were too many people involved and I didn’t trust not one of them.

I figured at this point, the only person who was going to save me was me. I had to think of each individual as one instead of them as a whole. How could I take them down one by one? I knew in order to get Roberta, I’d have to play along with her. Mack, I’d have to seduce. Keith and Amanda, I wanted blood. I wanted them dead. Angel? I wanted him to lose every damn thing.

I wanted to know what was on the recorder. Courtney instructed me to be alone when I listened to it, so I pushed my curiosity to the side and stuffed it into my purse. The day was interesting to say the least. I saw Angel a few times but we didn’t speak.

Finally, it was time to go home. I honestly didn’t know if I should go home. I didn’t want to see Keith. I sat in my car in my yard and listened to the recorder. The conversation was enough to make me sick. I could hear a group of people talking. I recognized the voices

Keith: “We’re going to take her down soon. I just have to find a way.”

Roberta: “Good, then all we have to do is stop procrastinating. You’ve wasted enough time.”

Amanda was laughing: “Can we just kill her and tell the feds it was suicide? It would be believable, the b***h has been all over the place and honestly, I’m sick of her.”

“Let’s make her feel comfortable. If she thinks I’m on her side, she’ll fall into place. She’s a fu****g nutcase.” He lets out a chuckle.

Who was that? The voice was almost muffled but sounds familiar.

I continued to play it and Angel could be heard saying “Hey Pop, what if we pull the evil twin card again?”

“That would require you coming to join the office, son.”

Oh My GOD!!!!! It was Frank. He’s setting me up. This wig was to track me down and spy on me. There is no twin. It’s been Frank the whole time, how could I have been so naive?

It all started making sense. I just had to focus to understand.

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