CHAPTER 22
Martinez was ready to kill Philip, and I knew my plan to leave him would result in death. Still it felt more civilized. At least this way, he have a chance.
"You kill or you die. Or you die and you kill," Philip had said to me a few days earlier.
The sleeping pills I mixed in his whiskey was enough to knock him out. Now it was only a waiting game at dinner. One thing hadn't gone to plan. Milton showing up.
"You are so sweet, Andrea," Philip said in front of Martinez. He seem to always want to throw it in his face that we were together. I knew that he been playing us against each other for the last month, and we had been going along with what he wanted in order to keep each other safe.
The two of them were talking outside when Milton followed me into the kitchen. I was pouring myself a glass of wine as he looked me straight in the eyes.
"I know Andrea. You are planning on taking out Philip. And I am going to tell him everything," he says flatly.
"No Milton. You're not and I swear if you do then I'll kill you both. Or die trying. You don't mess with someone who has nothing left to lose," I whisper holding up my gun.
"You really think Martinez is different? He's played you since day one. Used you to get close to Philip. It won't be any different once the he is gone. You'll see," Milton snapped.
"I am willing to take the chance," I breathe still holding the gun. I lead him to the room where Penny used to stay.
"He is a good man, Andrea. I knew him before everything happened. That man still exists," he pleads with me as I lock him inside.
"I don't believe it. And don't make a sound," I said closing the door not looking back.
I walked outside to join Martinez and Philip. When I saw his eyes getting heavy. I placed my hand on his shoulder, and took him in the house.
"You ready?" Martinez asked.
"Now is a good as time as any," I said taking a deep breathe.