39. Kenny

"What did you just say?" I looked at her like she had lost her mind. Did she just decline to come back? Is she for real?

"Do you know what is happening on our side? I had to identify your corpse. Kenny is in all newspapers as being the prime suspect of your murder, and there is a ton of evidence against him. You MUST come back so that we can clear this up!" Henry suddenly spoke.

I snorted and looked at him. Yeah, and whose fault is it that I was over all the news?

"What are you talking about? I just came here today." She said innocently.

Oh fuck, Henrietta, just go and fuck yourself.

The living room fell into a long silence.

"Hahahahah." I broke into laughter.

"TIME DIFFERENCES! ISN'T THAT FANTASTIC? WE ARE ALREADY HERE A FEW HOURS, AND I AM NOW A FUCKING FUGITIVE!" It was one thing to miss the formal interview, another to disappear for longer. I can't do the math for now, but it could be one or two weeks already since we crossed.