Two days later, Amanda was paying tribute to Fraser and his family at the place where their memorial picture was kept, Jane interrupted her.
“Amanda” Jane called slowly. Amanda turned immediately and wiped off the tears crawling down her cheeks.
“What the f**k are you doing here?” Amanda asked angrily.
“Look…” Jane said, trying to move closer to Amanda. Sharply, Amanda brought out a short pistol from her pocket and pointed it at Jane.
“One more step and I swear with my f****d up life that I’mma blow off your wicked head” she cried out with anger.
“Amanda’ Jane was shocked.
“I promised him that everything is gon’ be okay, why..why did he have to be killed by that motherfucker…why?” she cried, still pointing the g*n at Jane.
“Something is wrong with Jake, I swear”
“You knew it was Ja
