Chapter 41. Ambushed

ALICIA CHAY

“We own everything, even the industry, even your fame. You never wrote a word of anything. We pay you to get on TV and lie to the world that you wrote those movies, newspaper articles, and columns.” 

“Your insults mean nothing to me, you miserable person.” 

“You don't have an education, and even that we gave you, falsified your doctorates, putting you through theology college and you having to never do the work.” 

“After all the money I made you, who gives a hoot, dude.” 

“Oh yes! Our gifts to you started early. Have you forgotten? You owe us, and I come to collect back taxes.” 

“One last time, your threats don't scare me.” 

“They should because death stares you in the face.” 

Nervously, his eyes swept the room. "Stares me in the face? What are you talking about?” 

“Death! It wants you! It is there with you, in the same room, breathing like you.” 

“You're lying! My li