CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR

PETRA'S POV

I sat on the bed in my room with pile of papers scattered around me. I had perfected alpha Konan's handwriting. I was finally ready to rescue Marilyn, my sister. A sense of relief and fear came over me.

I visited Godfather and I noticed that Kong and Copro were not in sight. It was just I and Godfather in the cottage.

"Petra, why are you here without invitation," he asked.

"I have successfully perfected the handwriting godfather. I am ready to rescue my sister," I said.

"Excellent. Ahh, Petra you are right on time, he replied with a smirk on his face."

Godfather offered me a seat, then he brought out papers, two of them and slid then to me. One empty and the other one with something written on it.

"Now this is it Petra, You are to transfer what is written on this paper to this other clean sheet of paper."

I said nothing and I obliged.

I picked the paper from the table and read through the contents.

I gasped and my blood ran cold.

The content on the paper was one which cou