Tongue tied

==Matteo==

Of course, I was right. She'd seen me have sex. But why was she acting so furious? Like I'd cheated on her or something? Women. Women and their drama. 

Olivia had insulted me. She'd spat obscenities on me and I stood there like a moron, watching her yell her insides out. I stood there like a weakling. At one point, I wanted to shut her up with a kiss. I’d had this feeling, I still had this feeling that she was jealous. I mean, what else would have made her jerk off while moaning my name? I shook my head. Enough with that. Enough with all the sex talks, something more important was at had.

Pete's death. Clearly, his death wasn't natural. I didn’t believe it was suicide either. Or was it? Pete could have been stricken with guilt and had resorted to ending his life. Was it that simple? There were other ways he'd have done that. Why choose a chimney? It was ridiculous. What was even more curious was the fact that the kind of chimneys that were