A perfect manipulator

"We have to go today!" Nevena said frantically. When Thompson called, he told her that their mother was back and she was sick. As a good daughter she had to go and see how she was doing. But, looking at Kamala's Stoic face, she didn't think it was possible.

"What happened, we have to go" she was nervous.

"We will leave on Monday morning or tomorrow evening. That's final." She was puzzled.

"My mother is sick and I need to see her and take care of her '' she looked at him with squinted eyes.

"I heard that and I'm saying we'd leave Tomorrow or Monday." He didn't budge a little.

"But my mother is important!" She yelled. Her chest heaving. She promised her brother that she'd arrive tomorrow morning at least…but now.

"You seem to forget what's important here Ms Tobias…and that's my deal, my project on which I came here!" He shook her shoulders. His nails were imprinted on her naked skin.

"I would not have you ruin everything I worked hard for, because of your sick mother!" He gritted his