“Are you perhaps Francois’ wife?” asked John, hiding his excitement.
“Why, yes. Do you know him?”
“So Marianne’s suicide attempt is actually an attempt of murder on her,” stated Michael.“Any suspect? Oh, shouldn't you put a guard on her side?”
Marianne grabs into Francois’ arm tightly. She knows that he is not the “Steven” that she knew but she is still shaken after hearing his name. “You can call him Lucas. There’s also a guy coming tomorrow, his name is Gregory.” Francois nods at the man, dismissing him.
“Listen, Mr. Arnold Bullswood is dead. I found five pounds notes in his room. On one note says “Lady Williams” and the other one says “must be put down”. I’m on my way to hand this in in the office.” Michael turns off the phone quickly then heads to where he parks his car.
“Pfft… pfft… haha...” Francois’ friends had a suppressed laughter but contained themselves. Still, Marianne heard it.
“Let me out... let me out... please…” begs Annie, sobbing. Her feet and hands are tied up. She was stuffed inside the boot of a car.
“Honey, are you finished? Could you please take me upstairs and help me with something,” said Marianne with a sweet voice and acting coyly towards Francois. Carl nearly choked on his food but coughs it out. John took a huge gulp of his very hot tea and it burned his tongue. While Michael’s food went down the wrong pipe that made him cough a lot. And Annie spills some of her juice that she is about to drink. Francois on the other hand, stands up and carries Marianne back to her wheelchair.
“Did you make Annie as your bait this morning!?”&n
Marianne couldn’t express her emotions when she had a look at the past videos that were taken from the surveillance cameras. The worst was the one taken from the wheelchair not long ago, when she needed to go on the toilet, when she was struggling to put herself in there, and then she did her thing… the whole process of it… was taken. “How... could... you... ?” she said, looking at Francois with a dejected look. She was beyond embarrassment, and is now bei