The Enforcer's Sister

Chapter Seventy-two: Jessica - The First To Go Swimming With The Fishes

My heart pounded in my chest as frustration and anger coursed through me. "Calm down, Jessica, think," I told myself sternly, trying to regain control of the chaotic situation. With a plan forming in my mind, I swiftly repacked my carryall, the one I had brought from Brooks. My bag always contained essentials - a gun, a pocket knife, and a Taser, prepared for any dangerous circumstances. Though lacking latex gloves, I made do with my trusty leather gloves, a habit of mine.

I knew time was of the essence; once Victor arrived at the suite, the place would be swarming with guards. Whatever I needed to do, it had to be fast. I approached the side window, hoping to find a solution. But alas, the window was tightly shut, leaving no option to dispose of a body that way. The balcony seemed plausible, but the risk of exposure in broad daylight was too great.

Carrying my purse, my hands trembled as I retrieved the gun, seeking out my mother's whereabouts amidst the echoing curses that confirmed