Chapter 118: Making the right decision
Meanwhile, Ray was in his room dressing up when his bedroom door burst open. "Where is Jeslyn?" Frank asked in a menacing voice.
Ray was frightened at first but seeing that it was Frank, he relaxed his shoulders and continued to button his white shirt. "I told you she’s alive."
"Where. Is. She?"
Ray put his hands in his pockets and turned to face Frank with a cold face. "Jeslyn is my woman, not yours. The fact that you left her to me when you could have made her fall in love with you proves you couldn’t have been a better man for her. Also..." he hesitated, "this conversation should stop today. I’m not impressed that you talk about my woman like she’s yours."
Frank grabbed Ray’s shirt by the collar and jerked him towards him. Staring into each other’s eyes, he enunciated word by word. "You messed with me when you hurt her. Now you are messing with me again by hiding her. If by nightfall I still don’t get an answer from you, you’ll be surprised." He shoved Ray back, turned around, and strode out of the room.
"Damm!" Ray kicked the air. He rested a hand on his waist and passed his fingers through his hair. "This is tough."
Inside the car, Frank looked at the caller ID on his phone and watched the call disconnect without picking up. As his hands were about to touch the steering, the phone rang again and again until he finally picked up the call.
"Your brother is not home, come back."
"I’m not coming back there until you send me the pill. It’s almost the time of the year."
"If you come back, we’ll help you find her before your brother returns."
"I’ll be at the airport soon," after he ended the call, Frank dialed a number and soon the phone was answered. "Send her worthless body to her brother and shake his lousy company a little."