Capítulo 67: Chapter 67: Jason

I headed back downstairs to the room where Roxana was still out, still not quite believing what I’d seen. It doesn’t seem possible that an eight-year-old kid could carry out a hit so effortlessly, with no one being the wiser. Now my mind is off on a tangent, wondering just what the hell this Mancini guy is up to.

I wouldn’t have felt any guilt over throwing that hump off the cliff, but I must admit that it’s a bit freaky knowing that he was already a dead man walking. He would’ve been gone in a few months anyway after the kid dosed him. Now I’m wondering if it wouldn’t be better to let her know instead of having her carry that burden for the rest of her life.