Kaden's P.O.V.
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I can't believe they did that. I cannot physically, or mentally, believe they actually did that. I'm was in jail for freaking sakes. And they listened to me. I really cannot believe it.
*Flashback*
"Hello, this is Castle Medical Center's reception center. How may I help you?" asked a lady in a monotone, bored voice that sounded like she had said this line too many times. I pictured her as the type of person with high blonde hair, long acrylic nails, and Dolly Parton lips.
"Yes, are your funds running low?" I asked, trying to take out the evil hint in my voice, and keeping the curious hint in my voice.
"Why, yes! We were just about going bankrupt" she replied, sounding surprised.
"Well, I think that I can help you with that." I answered, still trying to sound curious.
"Really? How?" she asked suspiciously, but with a hint of excited eagerness in her voice.
"All you have to do is a little favor..." I replied, putting the evil back in my voice.
"Umm, I probably shouldn't do this, but what is it? And how much money?" She asked, in a regretful voice.
"Tell Brandon Adams that Annia Adams, originally Annia Lancaster, is gone. Lost. Dead. However you phrase it. Just tell him that she is dead. And I will give you $2,000,000.00 cash. Sound like a deal?"
"Oh my gosh! $2,000,000.00?! Deal. I know that I will not regret it, hopefully." she practically yelled into the phone.
"Yes, hopefully..." I replied, and then hung up on the lady. I was putting my plan in action.