" Emma? I had an idea about tonight. How about I give my dad the food and eat with him. So we can have some quality time."
" That's very sweet of you Rey."
" And when we're done eating, I can come and watch your show with you."
" That's a great idea."
I grabbed the plate of food and walked upstairs. My dad was lying in the bed resting. I shook him until he woke up.
" WAKE UP!" I smiled. "I brought food."
I sat down and started eating my dad's food- Emma's macaroni and cheese- while smirking, I said. " Oh. This tastes so good. It's your favorite. Emma's homemade macaroni and cheese. I bet you wish you could have some. It's too bad you can't eat." Once I was finished. I stood up, kissed his cheek and left. " Goodnight daddy."
I walked downstairs and looked at the clock. It was almost 8. Meaning Jake was almost here.
I walked over to the front door and unlocked it so he could come in. After, I went to sit with Emma and her show started.
A few minutes later. I heard the door slowly open. Emma had fallen asleep. I looked behind me and Jake was standing there. I looked towards the staircase and tilted my head so he knew where to go. I also put my finger to my lips so he wouldn't make a noise. He walked up slowly and softly.
* In Robert's room*
" Look Mr Crawford. Don't take this personally. It's not that I don't like you. I have to do this to get my money."
Jake took the pillow and killed Robert by suffocating him.
* Back in the living room*
As soon as I saw Jake walk down the stairs. An instant smile crept onto my face. I stood up slowly. Careful not to wake Emma up and walked over to him.
" Alright Reyna. I did your shit job. Now give me my money."
" I can't give it to you right now. The lawyer still has to read the will. I'll deliver it to your hotel after the reading of the will next week."
I locked the door and unfortunately the sound woke Emma up.
" It's quite late Emma. You should go up and rest."
" Ok. Goodnight Rey"
" Goodnight"
A few seconds later. I heard a loud scream. I walked upstairs to find Emma in a very bad state. She was crying and her makeup was all smudged.
She explained that she came to check on my father and he wasn't breathing and his eyes were completely open.
I put Emma down to sleep and told her that we'd figure everything out tomorrow.
I walked downstairs, sat down on the couch, finished my glass of wine and thought:
Step one complete. Now onto step two.
