Michael walks into the room where Cole has Jeffery tied up. He chuckles looking at the bloodstained pants. “I thought that you might be dead by now since I was told of your unfortunate accident."
Jeffery looked up at Michael. “I don’t know you. Why are you doing this to me?”
“That's true you don’t know me. I heard that you’re a butcher. Don’t worry about your patient Lucinda. Believe me, when I say that she won’t be needing your service or anyone else's service. “Michael opened a black bag that he had brought with him. He took out a machete.
“s**t. What are you going to do? I’m just trying to make a living.” Jeffery is staring at the machete.
Cole looked at Michael. Michael nods his head at Cole and looks at the doctor’s hands.
“I’m not going to kill your worthless ass. You,
