CHAPTER HUNDRED AND SIXTEEN

Andrew laughed out loud, drawing the attention of passers-by. He didn't know why but Amelia's statement sounded funny.

Help him get Lorenzo? Who did she think she was?

“What's funny?” Her brows furrowed as she glanced angrily at the laughing man. She was in a pickle and all he could do was laugh.

“Do you think I'm bluffing?”

He stopped laughing and cleared his throat. “Yes, I think you are.”

He closed the door of his car and leaned on it. He couldn't help but smile as he stared at her red face.

“What do you know about Lorenzo? He's not someone you can just find.”

“I know you're looking for him.” She spewed.

“And?”

“I know he had a hand in killing your wife.”

Andrew froze and Amelia smirked, she had him now.

“He fled to Ecuador but you still can't get to him.” She continued, making sure to give him enough reasons to help her.

“Plus someone keeps killing your men and you think it's him.” She said the final sentence with pride. Her information was sure enough to