23 Prefer you dead.

When Linda got home, she used some hot towel to press on the small wound on her forehead. She sighed heavily before dropping the towel down. She decided to try and call Apollo since she hadn’t heard from him since yesterday. She called him several times but he refused to pick her call. When he managed to answer her call on the last ring, she sighed in relief. “Hey I uhm. I am calling you to check on you after what happened last night. How are you?” She asked. “Good. Uhm.... There is also one thing I need to say to you.” He said. “We need to talk but not here. We should meet in the same restaurant we met last night.” “Is there any problem?” She asked. “Not at all. Just meet me there thirty minutes from now.” He muttered and hung up. Linda looked down at her phone with a blank expression. She wondered if everything was okay or he just wanted to see her. Nevertheless, she would need to hear what he has to say. She took her purse and left the house to the restaurant. When she arrived