The Woman From Hell

I swallowed my anger and returned to the kitchen to cook another bowl of noodles. When I was done cooking, Tory was also done eating.

I ignored him and took the bowl to the table and sat down to start eating.

The man put down his cutleries and stared at me with great focus while propping up his chin.

I grew uncomfortable under his stare. I took a peep and was just about to say something when I caught him staring at my noodles. I quickly held up my bowl. " Don't push it, Tory. You've had a bowl."

Tory looked at me with a slightly cold and austere gaze. "It's not like I want to eat it." Why was he acting like he still wanted more, then?

Tory got up to leave. I looked at his back and cursed him inwardly.

After filling up my tummy, I cleaned the table and went upstairs.

It had been a day and a night, but Solomon had yet to call back. I wondered if he was making progress with the investigation.

phone for a while, but I finally could not

busy. After I hung up, Solomon called. It seemed like

"How's the investigation going, Mr. Cook? Did

an instant reply on the other end of the call, and a bad feeling rose in my

Grant some questions before killing him on the spot.

spinning all of a sudden. Everything around me was spinning.

slumped on the bed,

way. He could not be

not

He wants everyone to think that Theo's dead. He would no doubt

recognize him. Solomon was seemingly helpless, saying, "I

him to you since Mr. Zimmerson

hanging up the phone, my head was still ringing.

downstairs to wait for