Raymond adjusted the golden wristwatch around his wrist after the elevator door closed.
[If he thinks that I am the type to be easily threatened then he got it wrong at the very beginning. I am Raymond, the one who instils fear in others and not the other way around]
An evil smile plastered on his face as he waited for the elevator door to close.
Meanwhile, inside his bedroom, Joanna was seen taking care of the injured Bacon. Amos quietly strolled to where she sat.
"Is Bacon alright?" Amos quizzed. He looked at the bird in her hands. "Are you sure you don't want to take Bacon to the Vet…,"
"I am sure you wished to kill Bacon so many times so why are you pretending to be worried…,"
"Yes, I had such thoughts and I won't deny it but, did I ever do that?" Amos challenged in a soft tone. He squatted in front of her and took her hand in his.
