Something was holding Warren back from blurting the truth.
Instead of forcing him to speak up, Olivia withdrew her hand from his. "If it puts you in a tough spot, you don't have to say anything. Let's dig in. I gotta go soon."
"Olivia, I…" As if he had made an important decision to speak up, he paused momentarily. "Olivia, a friend of mine works for a mysterious organization. He received a message just recently."
"A mysterious organization? What's that?" She feigned ignorance.
"Some sort of a national assassination organization. They'll do everything for money. Killing, for example."
"Assassins?" Olivia's expression changed tremendously as though she was reminded of something horrible.
"Don't be afraid." Warren knew that the night she had the preterm delivery plagued her like a demon. "I won't let anyone hurt you."
"What kind of message was it?"
"He was ordered to kill someone."
"And that's me, isn't it?" Olivia managed a helpless smile. "I'm used to this. This is not the first. I encountered a lot of assassins during those years. I bet this won't be the last. Thanks for reminding me as a friend. Sorry, but I think I have to go now."
She stood, ready to leave. However, Warren abruptly grabbed her hand. "Don't go!"
"I'm a bad omen, Varren. I bring bad luck to the people around me. My family, my friends, and even my pets died because of me. You'll be one of my victims too."
"Olivia, I chose to tell you the truth because I want to help you." He licked his lip, evidently anxious. "The person targeting you ain't a nobody. Come with me, Olivia. If you stay, it's only a matter of time before you…"
As Olivia had expected, the big fish would take the bait as long as she had the patience. The time she spent on him was worth it.
Olivia continued, "Sorry. If it puts you in a tough spot, let's pretend I didn't say that. Nevertheless, I'm happy that you reminded me of this. I'll be careful. Let's not meet up anymore. I don't want to bring you bad luck."
"Olivia, I…" Warren's lips parted as he struggled internally.
She withdrew her hand and flashed him a smile. "Goodbye. Thanks for keeping me company for the last two years. The throes of illness were awful, but you were there to cheer me on. You gave me light."
He watched her leave, recalling the woman who was buried under Mona that night.
Olivia's face covered in Mona's blood flashed before his eyes as her scream rang in his ears.
Right before Olivia vanished from his view, he chased after her and blocked her way. "Olivia, I'll help you."
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