Chapter40: Murderer

Maya After the intense argument with the twins, seething with anger, I strode back to my room. Amid my swirling emotions, a sudden voice caught my attention—emanating from a room that seemed unoccupied until now. Yet, the voice was achingly familiar. "I promised the money, didn't I? Just fucking wait till then and keep quiet. You'll get what's due," the words cut through the air, unmistakably my mother's. Who was she talking to? Suspicion crept inside of me. Carefully, I peered through the narrow gap of the door and was taken aback to find her engrossed in a conversation on her phone. "Don't you fucking dare threaten me. Remember, if I fall, you fall too. I facilitated your exit from this pack, so don't think of turning the tables on me," her voice, laced with tension, held a certain edge. She was stressed. Not just stressed in fact scared even though she tried not to give it away. There was a momentary pause as the other person spoke, but their words eluded my ears. My mother resumed