Nightmare

"Sir, I've been looking for the pharmacist who mixes your medicine. He died because he slipped and fell off the balcony of his house." Harris said from the end of the phone.

A cold smile appeared on Kelvin's face. "Imelda is very smart. She moved so fast."

He turned and leaned his back against the fence. His eyes were fixed on the the tiny body that was sleeping on the bed. He wanted to make sure Luliyah was still fast asleep. His eyes softened when he stared at Luliyah's figure on his bed.

"I also met one of his colleagues. The colleague said that the pharmacist was the only one who administered the medicine for you." Harris said.

"Come back, Harris. There's no point staying there. The person who makes the medicine is dead. You won't be able to get enough evidence to bring down Imelda." Kelvin said quietly.

Harris was very reluctant. He was annoyed that he could not get a concrete evidence to ensnare Imelda, even though they knew she was the one behind it.

Since Kelvin's acciden