CHAPTER 117

A GOOD FRIEND, A GOOD ENEMY

George was in his room as usual, with his bottle of Heineken in front of him and packs of cigarettes beside him.

Tracy rushed into the room, panting heavily.

“ You need to see this, babe,” Tracy said.

George seemed not bothered about Tracy's presence and ignored her totally.

“ You need to see this, George, it is very serious, it is about Alfred” Tracy said with a serious face.

George chuckled.

“ Just tell him I don't want to see him, get him out of my house” George replied as he took a puff of the cigarettes and blew it into the air.

“ No, he is not here. He is the news, he is dead” Tracy said.

George was taking a gulp from his drink, but his hands remained suspended in the air as he turned his head to look at her.

“ What did you just say?” George asked with a soft voice

“ You heard me right. They are talking about it on the news. He is dead” Tracy said.

George looked at Tracy with a straight face.

He jumped off and headed out, walking past Tracy hurriedl
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