Liam
Marilyn was surprised when I called to inform her that I was going to have dinner with her at home. She knew my meeting with her isn’t out of my affection or because I missed her. She knew I was after something which was why she went straight into the topic the moment I dropped my fork.
“Let’s cut to the chase Liam. Why are you here?” Curling her finger around the glass stem, she tapped the rim lightly, waiting for me to give a response.
I opted for water today, not because I didn’t want to get drunk, but because I have other things to deal with at the club tonight. “Samantha was involved in an accident,”
Marilyn scoffed. “I wish I can say I feel bad for her, but I don’t. They deserve whatever that is happening to them.” She sipped her wine. “Is that the reason why you decided to
