Bad News II

"If someone tries to kill you again, make sure you call me." 

Angelica Marie stopped walking. They finally returned after finishing their cappuccino. The building of the orphanage towered in front of them. She did not go directly inside. Instead, she whirled to where he stood, her temples crumpled frown.

"Well, I guess I will call you Mr. Cain, that is if the killer does not catch me first." 

Flustered, she turned away and made a beeline straight to the entrance of the building. 

Why are men so bossy these days? She thought and rolled her eyes. He was not the first man who was used to ordering people around. The first man she met with the same bossy attitude happened to be her husband.

"Do your best to stay alive then Miss Anne. I don't want to attend your burial." He replied before she quickened her step and left him behind without looking back. He was rather amused knowing he pissed her off.