Petrus,
“I don’t want the world, Mr. Elias. I just want Natalie’s help with a small thing.”
The man said, smiling at me and I c****d my head to the side and gazed at him as if he was speaking some foreign language to me.
“Come again?”
I asked him to make sure that my ears weren’t deceiving me. I simply could be imagining things, and it was a trick.
“You heard me well, Mr. Elias. I want Natalie to help me with a situation that regards my brother. Since I woke up from this coma and I have been watching him and trust me when I say I don’t like it so far.”
I sucked my teeth and stood up, folding my sleeves, and walked to the man slowly and stood in front of him before my right hand wrapped around his neck and squeezed.
The man kept staring at me blankly as I pulled him up, using his nec
