Chapter Eight

The question about Edwin Ramirez struck Brenda hard with surprise. Never did she imagine Damien to mention the name of the mafia lord who she was running away from. How did he even know who Edwin Ramirez was? How did that even link with her situation with him where he constantly blamed her of being a spy? She had planned to tell him everything about her escape but here she was shocked at the mention of Ramirez, or did Damien think that she was working for him or something? The sense of the matter began to dawn on Brenda but still confused how it all connected, she looked stunned at the raging Damien.

“What? How do you….” She stopped herself from asking Damien how he knew Ramirez.

“Answer me this instant Brenda! I’m not going to ask you again!” Damien kept screaming at her.

“I don’t know who that is.” She denied.

Waves of anger rushed through Damien making him grab Brenda by her blouse pulling her closer to him effortlessly with one arm. Standing closely, face to face with him, she tre