Meeting again

Farrell:

After I received the message from the same number, my food became tasteless. I ate it with the thoughts of killing whoever this person was. Courtney and her mum were conversing with me but I barely paid attention to what they were saying, because all I wanted to do was put multiple bullets in the skull of this person.

"I think I'm full," I said, pushing away the plate. I had done a great job compared to other days that I barely ate.

"You are probably in a haste to get your workplace running, but you need to take care of your health," Courtney said with a worried look on her face.

"I'll be fine," I said.

"Just like his father," Courtney's mum snapped with a hiss. She shared a special bond with my father, just like Courtney and I, but that doesn't mean I was solely following his steps. I was my own man and I did what I felt was best.

Without hesitation, I stood up, and then I thanked Courtney, and her mum. I walked to the living room which was behind me, and then I lifted Lola