Lovina had just finished talking to someone on the phone when she heard a soft knock on her door. She turned to deduce who it was. Her eyes fell on her son Patrick, his eyes were suspiciously glued to his mother.“Mother, we need to talk,” Patrick said with his voice barely above a whisper.Lovina signalled him to come inside, which he did. His movements were desperate and determined. “What do you want to talk about?” Lovina questioned.Patrick inhales and exhales sharply, “Mom, we should be working together not against each other.” He blurted out.Lovina furrowed her brow in confusion, “what are you talking about, I don’t understand.”Patrick took two steps forward towards his mother, “ What happened to the Uber driver, I know you sent someone to kill him, tell me. It was you right.” Lovina gave him a deadly glare, “What makes you think it was me? I don’t know what you are talking about, son.” Patrick was silent for a while, he stared at his mother without uttering a word. “You k
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