CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
Wanda ran into Osana’s office twenty minutes later. “Osana!”
“Momma!” Osana rose from the chair, which Ulysses had moved from behind Osana’s desk.
“Sit down, Osana.” Ulysses shoved her down by the shoulder. “Move again and you’ll be sorry.”
Wanda made eye contact with Osana and signaled to her purse.
She has the g*n.
“Okay, Ulysses.” Wanda stood up straight, emoting confidence. “Let Osana go so we can talk.”
“Oh, no.” He moved behind Osana’s chair and held the blade to her face. “She’s not going anywhere until I get what I want.”
“And what is that?” Wanda asked. “A trade? Her for me?”
“You don’t understand how much I love you, do you?” He gripped Osana’s shoulder. “Wanda, I’ve loved you since I first moved into the estate. I wanted you all these years.”
Wanda ro
