Sonya's gaze fell on Thomas, and she could see how uncomfortable he was with his sister's statement. She sighed; sooner or later, he would leave Brenda's side.
"Brenda, let us move on from this marriage discussion and talk about something else. "How is your company doing, Louise?" She looked at Louise, who had dropped his fork to pick up his wine.
"Better than you imagine, though there are some persistent rats who refuse to leave until I force them to eat poison. Makes me wonder if it is too late to poison them.
"You can not kill people; you will end up in jail," Sonya frowned at him. She wondered how many people he had murdered.
From the frown on her face, Louise could tell what was on her mind. He flicked her forehead, eliciting a soft cry from her lips, "I have not killed anyone, at least not yet." But if they do not learn to keep their distance, I might in the future.
