A few hours later went past as Abigail decided to stay with her until she knew Shayna felt better. She made some green tea for Shayna. Abigail went back to her room and gave her the drink.
Then, Abigail decided to talk about what happened yesterday. “It’s all over the news now, Shayna. Someone turned that warehouse into a meat locker. They even killed your stand-in, Haydee!”
“It’s not my fault that Haydee fucked up!” Shayna snapped. “All Haydee had to do was give them the papers to sign, take them, and leave. But that is the last time I hire an actor on craigslist.”
“That poor kid is in a morgue because of you, Shayna. It’s all in a matter of time before they find out that’s not you on the slab,” Abigail argued.
Shayna scoffed at the idea. “I guess you can say this is a sign. Probably, me coming down with the flu was the best thing that ever happened to me after all. If I ever want to see the age of fifty next month, having a few people take a bullet for me is not that bad either.”
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Suddenly, the smartphone rang as she fished it out of his pocket. It was a text from Adrian which read, “dead-end.”
Only Shayna knew what that meant as he panicked. “Fuck!” Immediately, Shayna sprinted over to her walk-in closet and pulled out her red robe and set it on his bed.
“I told you before, dealing with psychos like Adrian is dangerous,” Abigail clarified. “You honestly think that she cares about you? She has been using you from the beginning.”
Reflecting on her lawyer’s words, Shayna came up with a revelation of her own. “You’re right, Abigail, they all had been using me all this time.”
This made Abigail happy as she smiled. But it would be short-lived as Shayna herself clarifies her pending actions, “I’m going to have to go to the city tonight and get the cargo back myself. I’m gonna rally the troops.”
Abigail never felt so worried and disgusted with someone in her entire life. All she could do was shake her head in disappointment.