CHAPTER 17

Keith wasted no time in dialing Wills’ number. His heart was already racing at the uncertainty of this urgent message.

Wills picked the call immediately and the first thing he asked was, “Are you with Mrs. Flora already, Mr. Keith?”

“No, Wills. I’m still in the car,” He peaked out of the tainted window as the car started moving again. The gate to the beautiful duplex had been opened and the car slowly edged in, “But I’m already at her house now. The car is in the garage.” He replied as the car came to a stop.

“Okay, good,” Wills’ voice became much lighter and it was only then Keith realized how thick with worry it had been, “It’s almost twenty minutes past seven, I need you to keep that dinner going until ten PM, it is a must that you do.”

“Why, Wills? What’s going on?”

Wills cleared his throat, “I have a few birds planted around this city and I just got intel that an attack awaits you when you leave her house. I will send reinforcements in very soon but we must still move