Closing his eyes at the back of the car, Martin was so much frustrated that he glared at his disturbing mother shouting at her
" Wont you shut up woman. All this started with you. I should've let you rot in that prison. Maybe i would have a few more weeks to sort things out. Look at us now. Everything is gone... gone... and you are running crazy at this time? ooh come on mother you could've chose a better time..." he held both her shoulders and shook her vigorously. Seemingly something triggered in her and she shouted even louder wanting to get out of the car.
she was too aggressive that calling and shaking her could not stop her in fact aggravated the situation even further. It was an instinct kind of thing. They were on the highway on their way to their rural home. Good thing he had changed the property from his name to his mother and his little cousin.
The move could be smart but what if the government traced it back to him?
