“Have you contacted my friend already?” the caller queried as soon as he answered the call. Hendrix's brows deeply furrowed as he tried to figure out who that was. But he didn't know a lot of women and the only female voices he was familiar with were his mother, Margaux, his cousin and Aunts. But all those women didn't sound like that of the caller. “Who are you?” he muttered. A long silence, but for some reason he didn't end the call and just waited patiently for the caller to speak again. It didn't even occur to him what he always thought whenever there was a sudden pause on the call. Then, he heard a click of the tongue followed by the woman's voice, “You are Hendrix Mondragon, am I right?” she responded with another question. “Yes,” he answered curtly.“This is Margaux's cousin,” the caller replied. “I just called to confirm if you really did what I told you,” she said. Shaking his head, his jaw hardened as his eyes squinted. He did not want to respond and just wanted to ha
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