Chapter 83 Gun Point

• Vincent sat rigidly, his fingers curling into his palms as he processed Kendra’s revelation. Camille had been poisoning him. The woman he was going to make his wife was a murderer, not just in the sense of betrayal but in cold, premeditated actions. She had orchestrated it all. It was never a coincidence that they met. She knew him before and had planned it all. She had been poisoning him; he never had cancer.
• It all felt like a distant occurrence to him. How could that be true? Is this karma hitting back at him? For the killings he had done, even though they were well justified? For sharing his late father’s wife? If this was karma, then it was hell.
• Kendra’s voice trembled slightly, but her resolve remained. “She said it herself. She was waiting for you to die. That’s why she played the loving wife so well, because she needed time for the poison to do its job.”