Poisoned

Michel's POV

"Wait" I say softly, calling Violet back.

"What else do you have to say?" she grumbled.

"Do you know?" I questioned. "You should never trust people so blindly"

"What? Was everything you said to me a lie just now?"

"No" I say honestly. "But I'm not talking about that"

I point towards the glass of orange juice she had just drank from. "In the orange juice you drank from earlier.." I drag out slowly. "It was poisoned" I let out a long laugh as she suddenly got silent, horror masking her face. "You didn't expect it, did you?"

"If you don't bring the money I'd asked for in the next 24 hours" I threatened. "You die"

She widened her eyes at me and I smirked.

"If you do, I will give you the antidote," I added.

But regardless, she still didn't say anything. Shouldn't she be begging me to live? She must have thought that I was joking. As I watched Violet climb into the cab, a thin line formed across my lips as I picked up the glass of juice that she had drunk from.

I waited for