In addition to working at the city museum, she painted, from canvases, sold information and sold paintings for millions of dollars, in which she even painted on walls and in homes, her biggest clients were the wives and the mafia mobsters themselves.
Since they always sought her services, where she used their trust, distilled drugs into their drinks, the women and men told her everything, of course without remembering what they had said at the end of their conversation.
Just as they thought, she hates her family, even though her mother was Japanese and her father was half Russian and half Japanese.
One of the criminals who got caught in the crossfire, a stuntman who was attacked in place of the big mobster.
Everyone was in that hospital room, around the convalescent, where they were going to stay in that crime hospital, his double, was on the verge of death.
Beep. Beep.
- Now, we must spread the rumor that I am recovering. – He said.
With the strong smell of hospital , sterile product
