kyd's POV

I have been praying for a while now because I did not tell Tangee that my brother's company is here.

"Lord, take care of me. I hope you don't take me to hell, there is no air conditioning there."

I immediately took out my cell phone and called Saint Peter.

["Hello Mr. McGil."] I closed my eyes tightly.

"Prepare a coffin to be buried later. Put an air conditioner on. You don't want to die. It's hot inside c-copy?"

My hand is shaking and I keep looking at the entrance. I'm starting to sweat even though it's cold inside the car.

["Are you okay?"] I immediately hung up....