CHAPTER SEVEN
Days later.
‘Macon is dead.’ Selina said coldly as she picked up the receiver.
‘What d’you mean Macon is dead?’ Nesta asked rather annoyingly.
‘Well, I discovered Martha is still alive.'
‘Martha. God, Selina, she’s been taken care of.'
‘I don’t think so. Remember I told you I was more of an expert?’
Nesta was trying hard to suppress his anger. He didn’t want to get annoyed just yet. He wanted to know the details. If Selina could kill Macon, she could certainly kill him. And if what she was saying was true, he was determined not to forgive her for killing his best friend.
‘Hey! Nesta you’re not talking.’ She mocked.
‘Selina if by any means, Macon had not killed her then she’s still on that hospital bed with an oxygen cylinder strapped on her nose.'
‘I know. I know,’
