"Drey!" her breath hitched up in shock as I drew out the gun and dropped it on the table. "what are you doing?"
"Great question," I got to my feet. "Now that I think of it, I should have done this back in Berkely. My life would not be so messed up if I had."
She gave a mocking snort and got to her feet. Apparently, she was not going to take me seriously just yet. "I know that you're heartbroken by how your little lover girl abandoned you today..."
My palm was around her neck before she completed the words. "I have very little patience today Stella," I said as I squeezed her fragile neck, not minding the bewildered expression on her face or how she struggled to break free. "and my patience reduces to a large percent every time you talk about Alisa." I lifted the weapon to her face. "I
