ch 8: Land line phone

Marco's pov

Aunt Linda came into the dining room after some minutes

" Sir, I'm sorry but I need to speak to you."

" It's okay, take a seat please aunt Linda."

" I worked here for 55 years and I don't see your father putting a finger on you ever or I hear you crying from him..."

" Yeah?"

" I don't like how you treat your brother, he is so sweet, he doesn't deserve what you are doing to him."

" Ohh with my respect, it's not a subject that we have to discuss about."

" Why are you so heartless over him?"

" You don't have the right to judge me."

" I'm getting out of this job. I can't see the last thing your father and mother wanted to be fine and happy getting whipped and abused in front of me and I shut my mouth... Get another maid."

" Aunt Linda, I'm sorry I didn't mean what I said, but look, he tried to kill me."

She asserted, " But he didn't try again.. You were going to kill him too. Both of you didn't know that you were brothers."

" He had to know who was in charge."

" And I have to