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Samantha paced the living room restlessly, muttering words under her breath non-stop while Zenon stayed put on the bean sofa, legs crossed while he slurped a cup of coffee, acting a little too nonchalant about what was bothering his mother.
Samantha stopped half way to him, glaring at him with so much anger.
'Do you not feel a sense of responsibility in all these at all?'
Zenon let out an exaggerated sigh. 'Mom, I think you are over reacting.. How about we stay put and plot this well?'
Samantha crossed both hands on her chest, a sigh rolling out her lips.
'We have to kill him, Zenon. You know what the lawyer said'
He shrugged. 'Yes, I know. Yet, you're taking it a little too far?'
'It's a goddamn life, Son!'
'And it'll be taken eventually..' Zenon completed
'You talk as tho
