WRATH OF ELIJAH WEST

FUCKED UP GARBAGE

“Where in fuck’s name has he gone to now,” Daniel said with his hand around his waist, walking to and fro the living room.

It has been two days since the horrific event of Mrs. Greene’s birthday and the tragedy of Bishop Leo’s passing. The anger of the Greene mansion shifted on Haylee, for not divorcing her husband sooner. Dorothy, even, was not left out in the mouth trashing of Haylee, leaving Haylee all alone by herself.

“When will we be rid of such a menace in our midst?” Dorothy mumbled, peeping at Haylee with the side of her eye, as everyone settled in the living room.

“Only if someone had chosen to listen all this while,” Tori said with a sneer.

Mrs. Greene remained seated and calm in her seat, but within her was a storm that couldn’t be calmed. She wanted Elijah to leave her mansion, not new. But this time, she desired it more than anything else. Getting rid of him permanently was the thought that came to her mind, until Daniel said it out.

“I will kill h