Chapter 17

Anthony:

My phone almost cracks with the force I grip it with. I always knew there was a little bitch under all that kindness. I scowl at the way she helped Bertha. She's just begging for someone to take advantage of her.

I stare at the empty house and when at other times, I would have felt cold, just like the walls, now, I'm just burning up. In anger.

I check the location of her car and she's still at her boutique. The reason I offered her a car? It's because I already had a GPS tracker fitted underneath it. Partly for safety reasons.

I pour myself a finger of Scotch and resist from drinking it in one go. I check the location of her car again and find it in the exact same location as five minutes ago.

After I've finished about a quarter of the Scotch, Sebastian strolls into the house, whistling.

"Where have you been Sebastian?"

He slows to a stop.

"Out."

"With who?" I look at him dead in the eyes. The same eyes he shares with Della. Hers are completely brown while mine are hazel