103. The Private Garden
"Yes Yes, Bloodrage. If was not by an expert visiting our house several months later and seeing the garden full of Dondon, we would have thought that he died of natural causes."
Said Mack, clicking his tongue and doing a melancholic face, as if half blaming himself, and half missing his nonexistent uncle.
Hearing what Mack said, the horseman panicked a little, but then remembered that the girl was still alive, there was still a way of reversing it, if the girl died because of Dondon, his reputation would be ruined and he would never be able to sell anything in this city anymore, heck, he may even be killed by someone.
"Look man, I know what you thinking, I will keep my mouth shut about this, I don't want to see someone being hanged just because of this. But since I'm here, what are the more expensive plants you sell here?"
Asked Mack with a devilish smile on his face.