The Last Laugh novel Chapter 63

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Ace's POV:

I sat in my office the next day. An eye on work and an eye on Christina's office. I could see everything she was doing. She looked down. Broken. I couldn't help but smile. The money I'd given her was already wasted.

Around afternoon, she picked her phone and called someone.

"Hello?? Rob?? I need you to be here in an hour. Yes– yes– Rob, everything is falling apart. Yes– okay. See you in an hour," she hung up and began to sob on her table.

My eyes widened. Christina could cry?

This was the best thing I could watch.

While I watched her, not long after, that same man I'd recognised from my flashback, stormed into her office. She looked up at him.

"Christina, I'm tired!" he said angrily hitting the table. She frowned at him.

"Elijah, what's wrong with you? You can't just enter my office like that!"

"Where is my pay?!"

"Elijah, don't try me. I've given you more than enough money!"

The man which I now knew was called Elijah, frowned at her.

"Let me be honest with you Christina, money was the only thing keeping me silent. My conscience has been judging me! If you don't give me my pay by tomorrow, I'll go straight to the police and confess everything!"

Christina's eyes widened and so did mine. I listened carefully.

"You wouldn't dare!" she screamed.

"Yes, I will! I'll tell them how you paid me to kill Paul Wesley! And I'll show them where I buried his body!"

I felt a sharp pain in my chest. I felt my eyes water. I had to find my father's body.

"Elijah, don't do that. I'll get your money. I will."

Elijah eventually left her office. Not long after, Rob came in. Christina told him everything.

"I told you! I warned you! Elijah is an idiot! I should've never asked for his help that night!" Rob said.

Things began to be clear. Rob had asked Elijah to kill my father, under Christina's orders.

"We need to give him money, Rob. I have a bad feeling. If he goes to the police, things would get out of hand. They might investigate further and discover that I'd poisoned Kenneth!"

This was too much! My eyes widened, my throat was heavy, my mouth got bitter and my eyes watered.

Christina had killed uncle Ken! She was that heartless!

I loosened my tie, unable to breath properly. Tears finally rolled down my cheeks. How could one be so wicked?

"And they might also accuse us for the disappearance of Paul's boy," Rob continued.

"Yes. That little bastard. They never found his body."

"What if he's alive. Out there somewhere."

Christina looked at Rob.

"What?"

"It'll be worse. Remember he was spying on you and Elijah that night. If I'd not hit him hard with my elbow, he would've heard more than allowed!"

So, Rob was the reason I lost consciousness that night.

"That bastard is dead and gone. His body was probably eaten by some wild animal," Christina said, "We need to pay Elijah tomorrow. For the last time. Find a way to go back to where he buried Paul. Burn the remains or something! So the next time he tries to blackmail us, we kill him instead."

"Yes!"

I closed the laptop in total shock. I had to talk to Elijah first. I had to find my father's body first.