Chapter 87

• Chan swallowed hard, her body tense, her gaze fixed on Dave in front of her. He, too, had his gaze fixed on her face, a dark smile on his lips.
• He said, “When I discovered your father was quite a wealthy man, despite his and your living conditions back then, he had his will drawn up with me as one of his witnesses, believe it or not.” He laughed. “He was that trusting. He was so gullible. In that will, he was going to give his daughters everything, and I knew I just couldn’t have that. I knew Lisa and Amie would agree, so I pitched a plan to them. Oh, they got freaked out at first, but then the hunger for money was just too overpowering for mother and daughter. In the end, they decided to do what I told them. I taught them how to lace Michael’s food with antifreeze. He got sick and must have caught on as to what was happening, but of course, we persisted. Needless to say, we failed the first few times. That bastard was hard to kill, I must admit. That, or Amie was lousy at concocting the poisoned food. I mean it’s not that hard. Just a bit of antifreeze into the food, and it’s done.”
• He sighed and then moved his hand to caress her face. “He went off to Australia at some point, to do who knows what. When he returned, I knew we had to end it all as soon as possible. We consistently poisoned him, and he was getting really sick by the day. I knew it’d be over soon. That night, he drove himself out, perhaps he knew he’d die if he didn’t get help, and then the car accident happened.” He chuckled. “It was a perfect ending, I tell you, Chan. Nothing came back to us, and I forged and changed his will.”