chapter one hundred and nineteen

EDWARD’S FIRST PERSON POINT OF VIEW

I almost ran over them as they tried to stop me. I parked my car in one of the spaces at the front of the house and not the garage. I alighted and jammed the car door in anger. I could see his security men running over but I marched to the front door before they could get to me and opened the door. I stormed into their living as their front door was not locked. There he was, sipping on a glass of wine while the television screen was displaying news about the horror that had happened the previous night. He did not look shocked to see me barge into his house. I was pleased he was alone because I would not want Celia to witness what was about to go down right there or maybe I did not care, I did not know for certain. His security men barged in after me.

“Sorry for intrusion sir. We tried to stop him but he refused.” One of them said to the minister and bowed then glared at me like a predator waiting for the right moment to pounce on its prey but I was