245 Her stalker

"We're drugged. Let's get out of here." Olivia said in a hurried tone and Brian looked like someone that has just been delivered from possession.

He blinked and nodded his head, while both tried to limit the rate at wish they breath in the air that's not so fresh and having remaining of whatever content they used running down their nostril.

They walked to the room and got their briefcase ready.

Brian insisted they both go to his room and then go to her room. He didn't want them to party ways.

She did as he wanted and soon they are done getting their things and leaving the premises, not sparing a glance at the dead men or the state the beautiful house from a few minutes ago was now so messy.

Urghh

Olivia groaned softly.

"Are you okay?" He asked and she nodded her head, kicking away a brick as if it was what hurt her.

"I'm really fine…" She grunted as he picked her up, while dragging their suitcases with one hand.