8 Victim games

No! No way he’s dead. She slowly squat down and placed the phone back in her ear to hear Kylie’s endless cries over the phone. “He’s dead. My husband is dead.” She cried out. “She killed him!” Kylie cried out. Linda was taken aback by the words. She couldn’t believe that the man was dead. That poor man! “Where are you? Which hospital are you?” Linda asked and Kylie told her the name of the hospital. “I will be there as soon as I can.” Linda assured her. “Okay. Please hurry!” Kylie said and ended the call. Linda quickly opened the car door and went inside. She placed her bag down and drove off the garage. Luckily for her, the hospital was located near the company. She drove as fast as she could not caring if she broke certain rules. She worriedly wrung her hand around the sterling as she thought of how good the man had been to her. He wasn’t rich but was able to make Kylie happy. He had helped her in different ways she couldn’t tell. Her brows furrowed as she continued to drive