"Do you want him dead?" The man on the other end of the line was clearly taken aback.
"Yes." Heather was done playing nice. "I need to eliminate all potential threats." She had thought it through. If she let go of the boy, sooner or later, he would seek out Everett.
There was no other way. The boy had to disappear from this world.
"You claim he isn't Everett's son, yet you see him as your threat!" The man was no fool, he instantly picked up the inconsistency.
"You're trying to get me to cross the Lopez family!" "You won't cross them," Heather assured him. "The child, Everett's or not, is not someone they would accept. I guarantee your safety. Isn't that enough?” "No." The man's refusal was swift and decisive. "I can't do this job. You have to find someone else." Heather frowned. "I can pay you more." "It's not about the money! He's just a child. I can't do it." And the child could be Everett's! Wasn't that like dancing on the devil's head? There would be no good outcome.
"You've killed others before. Don't pretend you can't do it now," Heather scoffed. "How much do you want?" "No amount can make me do this! Send someone to pick the boy up. I can't handle this." Had he known the boy was Everett's, he wouldn't have taken the risk for all the money in the world.
"Do you want to back out now? I've already given you the money! And don't think you're off the hook just because you won't do it.
If the boy escapes, it will be even more conspicuous. If you kill him now, quietly, no one will know." Heather had already devised a perfect alibi for herself. With Jeffrey around, she wouldn't be a suspect.
"Ms. Garcia, there's a line that shouldn't be crossed." "Then should I leave a loophole for others to attack me?" She had lost all reason. Anything and anyone that could come between her and Everett had to be eliminated.
"OK. I'll think about it." Sensing him budge, Heather didn't press for an immediate answer.
After hanging up, she smirked, looking out the car window.
The driver glanced at her in the rear-view mirror, not daring to say a word, but it was clear he had heard her conversation.
Heather raised an eyebrow, her voice was light but chilling. "Don't meddle in things that aren't your business. No one can save you if you bring trouble upon yourself." "Ms. Garcia, I heard nothing. Mrs. Lopez told me just to follow your orders." Heather patted his shoulder, "Good boy." Everett drove straight to the hospital where Dorothy had once been treated. On the way, he instructed Kevin to find the child.
Now that the boy had shown up, whoever took him and for whatever reason, he had to find him! According to Jeffrey, the boy was likely taken by his own family, but what if? His appearance alone, bearing a striking resemblance to Everett, would be enough to attract attention, possibly even from danger.
"Kevin, drop everything and focus on finding the boy!" "Yes, Mr. Lopez."
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