I felt too claustrophobic and rubbed my aching chest. My eyes haven't left her either. I was bewildered, shocked, angry, and fucking nervous.

What the hell is wrong with her? How could she storm in here and drop a bomb like that with no heads-up? And I did ask her to get rid of that thing. What the fuck, Tracy?!!

“What did you say?” Uncle Richard's voice was mild and brewing dangerous rage. His eyes were wide and beastly.

He wasn't the type who got angry easily. He’s actually the ...