The Living Room Smoke

Renata looked at Michelangelo and a smirk appeared on her face. That smirk changed into a smile and that smile changed into a burst of laughter. Michelangelo stood there confused. Why was she suddenly laughing? Was he right about her kidnapping too being a fake? Did she go to that club on purpose?

“See there’s your anger. No matter what you do, your anger will rule over you. And yes, that kidnapping was fake. I gave out the contract to kidnap me. The phone calls you received, Amber made them,” she winked at him.

“What?? But that voice was…” Michelangelo was too shocked to speak.

“Male? I know! There is software for everything nowadays. Can you believe it?” she laughed.

“Why? Why would you do that to me? If I tortured you, didn’t you torture me back? And why?? Why kill Tom? They could have just abducted you why kill him?” asked Michelangelo, distraught.

Renata sighed and took a deep breath, “Tom alone was responsible for abducting a lot of people. He worked for Monda Cosca and a few pe