Selena had taken the pain killer, and eaten what was left on the tray. -How could her husband think that she was into drugs? Or an alcoholic? That was preposterous! How dare he talk to her that way! - She took several deep breaths trying to calm her nerves. She wished that she didn’t know where Roland was, or what he was most likely doing. She also wanted some more coffee.
Selena tapped her finger on the tray. She didn’t know whether she dared to go downstairs. She glared at the door, half willing it to open. -The return of her husband would mean that Roland was done dealing with Tobias. On the other hand, it would mean that he would be back, in this room, with her. What would he do? Was he done? Did he kill her? She really shouldn’t care if he did. This is what he did. He was a murderer,
