On the other side of the mansion... in a shack near the lake, Mrs. Roberts was looking at Eva.
They had tied her with a rope so stiff and frayed that it cut into the delicate skin of her wrists.
The old woman had hit her so many times but that woman still did not accede to her orders. In fact, she seemed to be mocking her.
"Call him and tell him it was you who gave us permission to do this!"
Eva smiled and watched the woman break down in screams and despair.
She spat blood from her mouth and leaned back in the chair with tired eyes. She hadn't slept or rested enough for two whole days.
And now, she has made more enemies than before. What crappy luck.
In two days, she had murdered several humans, she had made a lot of money and she had divorced her husband.
And that rotten old woman still wanted her to take the blame for the scam and theft.
