~Elizabeth~"What is going on?" I asked quietly but no one gave an answer. David and Beauty were so interested in whatever they were doing–looked like they were packing up. "Guys..." I trailed off, moving closer to them. It had just been two days since I arrived from the hospital, they both made sure I stayed in the room to rest and according to David, his lawyer was handling Becca. Apparently, the proof I had with me was a very big deal to help them finish the case with ease. "We have great news!" Beauty shrieked with a huge smile on her face but she never stopped what she was doing. "What is it?" I pressed on, hoping to be a part of the joy ride they were having. Finally she stopped packing the clothes on the couch and turned to look at me. "Your boyfriend here is leaving for Nigeria in few hours. Come help me chase him away," she replied, going back to packing the clothes that were obviously his."This doesn't give you a reason to bring your so called boyfriend into this hous

~SEGUN~"What Sandra?" I said to her. I really wasn't in the mood for her type of talks."It wasn't part of the deal." She said."What wasn't part of the deal?" I dipped my hands into my pocket."Killing him or molesting her." She replied and I rolled my eyes."When you put it that way," I started, taking my time to do a small laugh. "It's changes nothing. You shouldn't be dumb enough not to know that if we let any of them go alive they'll rat us out." I told her."But...""But what Sandra?!" I shouted."But David can't die." Tears clouded her eyes."Don't be a baby Sandra. Other guys are out there. Hotter and more wealthy than he is. You can just go for his brother or something." I told her but it didn't help her stop crying.I could care less about what she felt or thought. She was usele