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âWait, we didnât know you were busy researching too,â I told Thiago, who shrugged his shoulders,
looking all confident. At least he was nice enough to tell the others to back off and not judge me.
âNow we have even more troubles,â Lazlo commented and gestured at Maynard, who was sitting in his
bed with his face in his hands.
âWhat happened?â Thiago asked Maynard this time, who steadily raised his face from his hands and
sighed before he even answered Thiago.
âIt seems like the bad guys we had been killing were Christina and Zanderâs guardians.â Maynard
sounded so defeated that he didnât even want to explain his statement. Thiago was even more
confused now.
âMr. Tripper?â I know Thiago didnât overthink of it. Something definitely seemed to have changed in him
now.
âArgo and Mr. Kay!â It was Lazlo who corrected him. Maynard was too down and probably worried
about how Christina would react to the truth. They were at a point where he just wanted to be with her
all the time. Even the thought of losing her was a stab to his chest.
âHm, what about them?â The way Thiago asked about them made me question whether he even
remembered who we were talking about. He was not making eye contact with us,
and that confirmed he had forgotten about them.
âMr. Kay was their father, and Argo was their uncle.â Maynard sighed as he rubbed his face in his
hands.
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âOh!â Thiago rubbed his hands while he walked back and forth in the room. âThat is sad,â he
commented.
âYou remember nothing, do you?â I couldnât just let him lie to us. The moment I questioned his memory,
both Maynard and Lazlo looked at his face for a response.
âWe have been through so much. How much am I supposed to remember?â Thiago seemed offended
that I questioned him. He glared at me and then rolled his eyes to look away.
âDude! We know what is happening to you. We learned it all in the library,â Lazlo said after he
approached Thiago.
âWhat library?â Thiago questioned, and his eyes turned to me. He was once again shocked at the fact
that I didnât involve him in anything.
âChristina gave us the key to her library. We visited her mansion and thatâs where we find out that Argo
and Kay, the two crazy people we killed, were their guardians,â Lazlo repeated everything in a haste,
trying to tell Thiago the short version of everything.
âYou guys did what?â It was then that we heard Christinaâs voice. We were so occupied by Thiago and
everything else that we completely forgot about her.
âChristina!â Maynard got to his feet and looked her way. Her eyes showed how upset she was. There
were tears already escaping her eyes as she stared at all of us one by one. I felt the heat of betrayal as
she felt it, and my body squirmed closer.
âNo! Tell me first, what were you guys talking about?â She was
11 288 Vouchers âI am so sorry!â I whispered, getting attention back to me, âI just didnât know he was
yourâ,â before I could apologize and let her know why I did what I had to do, Thiago interrupted us.
âWhy are you apologizing?â Thiago asked, turning every single head to him.
âNo! I want to know what you would have done if you had discovered he was Christinaâs father?â There
was sarcasm in the smile he was showing us.
âThiago! Now is not the time,â Lazlo whispered to him, shaking his head at him and eyeing him to not
say anything to Christina right now.
âThen when will be a perfect time?â Thiago disagreed with Lazlo, âSo letâs just say, if you knew he was
her father, would you have killed him and let him rape you?â The moment he said it, very loud and
clear, Christina stopped crying.
âI just donât fucking understand why she is mourning like we killed her father and not at the fact that her
father was going to rape someone and forcibly impregnate them?â Thiago bringing attention to the
matter shocked us.
We stared at each otherâs faces for a moment, and then our eyes traveled to Christina, who was no
longer crying.
âI will tell you what is fucking wrong here. You guys are just used to making her feel bad and apologize
for every little fucked up thing she didnât even do.â He raised his voice this time and sounded much
more aggressive than before.
âAs for you!â He then pointed at Christina, âYou already thought they were gone. Mourning is one thing,
but accusing
1 288 Vouchers a victim⦠wow! Besides, how many times do you have to remind Enya that you killed
your perverted and serial killer monster brother for her?â It was at this moment that I saw his eyes,
giving me a weird vibe.