HALLOWELL
I pretended to be asleep, as I listened to Alfred talk on and on. Something about how he had me right where he wanted me.
I lay still and kept my eyes closed, as I fought the urge to chuckle. Did they really think they could pull a fast one on me?
Really? I had always known Alfred to be smart, so what the hell was he doing? He must have really gotten cocky, blinded by the fact that he sometimes held the reins on the decisions I could make when it came to his stupid daughter.
He should be smart enough to recognise that I was smarter than he was. Did he really think this s**t plan of his would work?
I mean if he wanted to do something damaging to me, he could have at least made the effort of coming up with a much better plan?
It must be some pride if it was making him feel I
