LXXXII
“You’ll kill him” Those were Helen’s very first words since they left the senator’s villa in a haste. And tens of thousands of feet above the ground, on the senator’s private jet en route to Cairo, the two men was surprised at her sudden remark. For even when the two men argued with each other inside the car before, with both of them raising their voices and even threatening each other, she kept her silence still. She just stared out of the window all throughout the time, letting the tears roll down her cheeks, until they made it to a hidden and uncharted runway. Now, her tears were already gone but so was all the hope she once had upon seeing Miguel. All that was left was an empty void where hatred was starting to make a home. “Excuse me, but what was
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