SHE WANTS YOU DEAD

QUINCY

I kept on thinking about what Isabella told me about the anonymous message and I thought it was best for aunt to know. I wanted to go to her office but I decided it's better I go to their house.

Her mother hates me but I just want to go. I drove into their compound and head towards the door. I hit the doorbell. The guards didn't say anything cause all this is my money. They work for me.

I waited for some seconds before the door swung open. An angry old woman who suppose to be my grandma glares at me. "Why are you here?" She asked. Her wicked demeanor was prominent. She could have at least hid it.

"It's been a while, grandma" I said. She rolled her eyes and walked in. I followed in. The house haven't changed a bit, still the same as my Dad left it. "I wanted to speak to aunty" I said. She sat on the couch and took a sip from her wine.

She chuckles. "Why would someone like you want to talk to my daughter, and fucking stop calling her your aunty, you mean nothing to us" she said