Trapped

CHAPTER TWENTY ONE.

Eva looking at Beverly, accessed her from hair to toe. She'd never met Beverly in person before now but Bryan in the past had told her quite a lot about her.

"I didn't think you were from around here, are you Nigerian?" Eva asked. "African?"

Beverly shook her head, her brown eyes sparkling with laughter. "No ma'am. I am black Canadian. Beverly Washington."

"Eva Hills," Eva turned and poured a large cup of coffee with a touch of regular milk, then slid the cup across the counter. "Why did you and Bryan break up?"

Beverly took a minute to inhale the fresh aroma before taking a sip. "Mmm. This is good."

"Thank you. So tell me how you met Bryan, how the relationship went and all the circumstances that surrounded the relationship."

"We go way back," Beverly said, keeping her cover story in mind. "We met at a Nicki Minaj concert years back when he was still an underground artist, we became friends and eventually started dating three years ago,"

"Why did you break