106. If I die

ANTONIO

Hissed conversation filtered through my brain pulling me out of the darkness. I heard the argument for a few seconds, gathering that Z was admonishing Summer for making him do this which made the possibility of Summer doing this without her husband’s knowledge a fact. When I opened my eyes I took in my surroundings, noticing the wide expanse of concrete floor with upper head lights and lifts at my back. They brought me to a fûcking parking lot. Hilarious.

Z was the first one to notice that I was awake and I glared at him as pain throbbed at the side of my head where he had slammed the gun. Behind him I noticed two other men who stood sentry, probably guards Summer involved in her scheme without making her husband suspicious.

“I should have killed you that day.” I said, noticing that they had used thick ropes to tie me to the chair. If I put my mind to it I was sure I’d be able to loosen them enough to slip out of them.

“Pity, you didn’t.” He responded, crossing his arms over