Consequences

"He said he is on his way," Margret said as she placed her phone back in her pocket.

Everyone had left the hotel immediately after the police left. No one wanted to be around in case they came back. The girls stood at the end of the street and waited until Margret called Efe and got his response.

"So what now?" June asked.

"We wait until he comes," Veronica replied.

"What? Raymond is dead. I could die anytime soon and you want me to wait until he comes?" Joana fumed.

"Your friend is in prison Joana!" Veronica shouted. "Have some fucking sympathy!"

"So it means you can't think of any plan except Grace is involved? Some detective you are." Joana scoffed.

"Why did you take so much time coming back to the room?" Margret said.

"What?" Veronica asked.

"After separating from Joana, I called and you said you were on your way but it took you about fifteen minutes before you came. Where were you?"

"I--" Veronica said then s