WELL, OF COURSE.
I’d been expecting that.
Actually, I was starting to lose track of who was who. I was also starting to become slightly pissed off at this web of lies and deception in which I found myself. What was the world coming to? I mean, if you can’t trust a n***d witch on the roof of a metal club, who can you trust?
“Please,” said Richard. “He’s just a sperm donor, nothing more. Remember who raised you.”
The girl looked over her shoulder and lit up the room with the sweetest smile. “You mean the nurses and scientists in the various padded rooms and underground laboratories you kept me in till my real family broke me out of your clutches?”
“It was for your own good. If I was such a bad person, why did you come back to me with this plan, and bring me to this godforsaken country?”
