Talia held her cellphone as she kept on staring at Clifford's contact on her phone.
She debated on if she had to call him or not. She turned towards where her brothers lay,face down.
The fear in their eyes was so obvious, her mind was made.
She dialed Clifford's number, he picked on the first ring.
"Today must be my lucky day," Clifford said.
"Uncle Cliff," Talia said as a sort of greeting.
"Talia, you don't sound okay, what's wrong?" Clifford asked immediately.
"Does the offer still stand?" Talia asked.
"What offer?" Clifford asked, feigning ignorance.
"The offer you made to me the last time I came to you for help," Talia said quietly.
"Oh that, I…."
"Please Uncle Cliff, I'm willing to do anything you ask of me," Talia cut him off, desperate.
"Talia what exactly is the issue?
