Chapter 25

“How’s your son now?” Atty Ismael Moreno asked.

We’re talking now on the phone while I’m packing Cohen’s clothes. He was confined to the hospital for a few days so his belongings had to be fixed so that I would not have to go back and forth.

“The operation was successful, he’s recovering now, Attorney.” my answer.

I called him because I was planning to say I’m taking leave for a few days. I don’t want to write a written excuse since I don’t have time anymore. They found out what had happened and delivered support to us.

“That’s good to hear, are you planning to take legal actions regarding this? This is a direct assault of attempted murder, Celine.”

My teeth chatter when I remember that. I took a deep breath and let go of the dress I was holding. I know very fucking well what to do with those fucktards, but the witness wasn’t that of help since the suspe