CHAPTER EIGHTY-TWO (The Poison Cont...)

I got off the bed immediately, with all the speed I could generate at that moment. With the way I jump from it, one could suspect that the bed was burning my butt. It was like a natural reflex that I couldn’t help The mention of Jane in the kitchen brought terror and despair, even confusion instantly. Her presence in that kitchen could only bring death. I may not be the victim, because I know of her motives, but another person may be, so I have to stop her immediately. Helen, think of something, I muttered to myself as I rolled my eyes up and down.

“Excuse me ma’am” The voice on the other end sounded again, and I realized that she had held her breath, and waited for me to say something.

“Oh, that’s nice. I have to wait then. Thank you.” I dropped the phone and rubbed my forehead. I smiled when I realized that I was sitting and rubbing my forehead like Lucas. I guess he has transferred some of this threat to me. This isn’t a time to think about Lucas. For God's sake, it’s a human lif