Chapter 143

Fedele’s POV

I slid down the wall and cried. I could still taste the metallic flavor of Auntie's blood against my lips and my dress was drenched in her blood. How was this happening to me why did I do what i did? At this point I don't even know what made me involve myself in the plot to kill Alessandro's wife? I saw a red light and when I looked up the clock was counting down. I didn't know how long I had been sitting here but all I could do was watch the numbers ticking away.

"Mr Fedele time is wasting," he said in a singing voice. The deep baritone voice dripped with pure insanity.

"Leave me alone you sick fucker!"

"Ah now now now. Did we not just have a conversation about name calling? Have I called you out of your birth name? Where are your manners Mr. Fedele?"

I looked around trying to find where his voice was coming from. I checked the ceiling and the walls and couldn't see anything.

"Did you have to kill her? She made a mistake and death shouldn't have been her punishment. That