"Mother —"
"No, son, they want the answers, lemme give it to them. There was nothing to be happy about, and they would all know that. We have all waited for this day anyway," Zarinah said, her creepy smile still on.,
"don't lie this time," Carl reminded his mother. If they were to hate each other, then at least this time, they would do it, in all honesty. There was no point in going in different directions.
"I don't plan on lying to you, my dear child, today I'll answer your questions," Zarinah said as they nodded, each holding their weapons in case of anything.
This woman couldn't be trusted, but funnily enough, Muhammad was relaxed, like he knew she wouldn't do anything to him.
Were they to suspect him?
Did he know something?
