Tamar looks on from far. Her stomach tightened in a knot out of fear. She didn’t trust Lance to think on his feet. She also knew that she could not barge in; it would make Lucinda more suspicious. Lance refused to look at her; which she was grateful for. Lance looked at Lucinda and chuckled sardonically.
“What do you mean by ‘who told me’?” he asks.
“I didn’t tell anyone. Except your father, Lolita Marcel and him” She says pointing at the young guard.
Tamar mutters “think of something Lance”. Lucinda turns away from Lance and faces Lolita and the guards.
“Which of you told him? Which of you disobeyed my orders by betraying me?” she screams at them.
“Stop screaming at them” Lance says tiredly. The guard and Lolita squirm. Lucinda goes to the young guard
“was it you?” she asks; she
