#Chapter88
XAVIER POV
/"Your brother, Eric King, is dead./" she says.
The prude tone in her voice is gone when she tells me the sad news.
/"What? How? When?/" I bombard her with questions, my chest rises up and down rapidly as I lose control of my breathing.
/"Mr King, please calm down. I'll tell you everything./" I go over to the kitchen, taking a bottle of water out of the fridge and chugging all of the cool liquid down. It felt refreshing as the cold water ran down my throat, especially after a night of alcohol and hospital drips.
When I go back down to the dining table I gesture for her to speak.
/"Eric was found dead in his hospital room about 2 hours ago, the reason of death was suicide./" her voice lowers at the last word of that sentence.
/"What did you do with him?/" I ask, my voice is louder and angrier than I expected it to be.
/"He is in the morgue until you decide what to do?/"
/"Me?/"
