What if you needed money quick? You're still struggling with debt from your pricey divorce . You're drowning in medical bills and you lost your job. Your friend introduces you to a billionaire and well it just so happens he wants a child and will pa...
Walking through Kendra's small but luxurious apartment complex I see Lydia standing in the middle of the living room. She stood so still I wasn't sure if she was breathing, when I circle around facing her she was breathing peacefully. Her eyes were closed and she had slightly twitching her fingers. "Lydia?"
Her mouth started to move slightly, leaning in she was whispering something I didn't understand. I pull back, "Gun was under her bed...could've been planted. Never had the greatest relationship with Mama Wilson, has a past with illicit drugs. Kendra clearly has motive to kill her mother who never showed her love like Mama Wilson showed to me, Mia, and Wade." I hope she knows I'm standing in front of her listening to what she was saying. "We need to go to Mike's house, where Mama Wilson was shot before dying of cancer."
I respond with, "It was a heart attack,"
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Lydia's POV
Entering the house I grew up in while my Dad traveled the world killing people, sleeping with a ton of women-holy shit I'm my father!
Oh well...
Bending down to the floor in the living room, I closed my eyes and imagined Kendra outside across the street, loading the gun, and firing the weapon. "How does she get such a clean shot?" I ask myself, my fingers start to move around in the air as if directing the small movie in my head to move along. I freeze when I want to pause for a second,
"That shot couldn't be made by a regular person." I stand up I was getting somewhere.
"What are you saying that Kendra is some sniper we don't know about?" My finger tapped against my chin as I pace around. "Demetrius controlled Kendra into firing that weapon and puts it under her pillow to frame her. I remember that the bullet wasn't an average bullet, it sparked electrical shocks through Mama Wilson's body...So that means the bullet had to be laced with something to send those types of marks when it entered her skin." I say all in one breathe, as I'm struggling to breathe my partner finishes with...
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"Demetrius has Kendra kill Mama Wilson, Lucy makes the special bullets to kill her, okay but why have Kendra do it?"
"She's a black sheep, no one really liked having Kendra around...except Nolan. I believe this is bigger than Kendra...what if they did this to get at me? Think about it this way, Mama Wilson was the closest thing I had to a mom, hell she was my Mom and Dad. And since my real mom is dead she was the closest mother figure to my heart. He's chipping at people I love."
"Makes sense given the dangerous, deep, brutal history between him and your family-" He starts to say with an impressed smile but my cold stare wasn't enough to stop him. "Enough," I demand shutting him down, I hated being reminded that my family was famous in the mafia underworld for having beef with angel lord Demetrius Mitros. Especially since I was the last female standing out of 5 sisters. "That bastard eliminated all my sisters." I mutter quietly as I look away from his sad face. "Lydia I didn't mean-" When I felt his hand on my shoulder darkness exploded within me. Turning around instantly my fist collides with his face. "Don't touch-sorry." I say reaching out when he backs up. "No it's my fault, I've known you for years and know family isn't the best conversation."
