Back home
The next morning, Ivan decides to take us back to the mansion, even though we still have one night to spend at the hotel. I agree with this decision. It doesn’t feel safe to stay here after that package.
Ivan was so revolted by it that he burnt it inside the bath tube. He also held me tight all night and promised to keep me safe over and over again. Of course, I believe that he will do his best but someone out there is trying to have me killed. It’s so scary when I think about it.
I think there is no safer place for me right now other than the Whitlock mansion. At least there, we have an army of guards with trained dogs and weapons.
“I bet it’s Martha.” I share my suspicions when we finally pass the gates of the family home. “I can’t imagine who else would benefit from this.
“Oh...I have a few persons in mind, Actually.” Ivan says.
“Really?”
“Yeah...I actually think that threat was from Manuelo Gonzalez...He’s still bitter that I killed his father.”
Oh yes. I almost forgot about that.
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