Carella sat back in the car and took several deep breaths before she hopped out with Brian and Mark by her side.
She soon forgot that there was a black car following them when she stopped infront of the small herb shop.She reached her right hand out and Brian took it in his little ones and stepped closer to his mom. When Brian was close enough, she handed her bag to Mark and bent down to pick her son in her arms. She held him tight on her right hip and nodded her head for Mark to walk in. Since Carella wasn't using her white cane, Mark led her in with his hand at her back.When the door of the shop opens, the little bell at the top of the door rings, notifing the woman that someone had walked in.The blind woman turned her head to the direction of the door and waited to hear the voice of her customer.Carella stayed in silence for a while, not knowing what to say. She had known this woman at the most desperate part of her life and yet, she had not once cameSophias' eye streched wide when she heard Carellas' words.Carella had decided to tell Sophia what had happened seven years ago the day of the explosion. She had decided to tell her about how she met Kanzel and what she had leart the day of the explosion.Sophia had tears in her eyes when she learned the truth. It was something that made her believe that Carella was indanger.The secret she has is good enough to bring Kanzel and all his goons down. But the information she has is also enough to get her and her son killed in a blink of an eye.Sophia was suddenly so scared for the girl. She was scared that the wrong people would find out and put hers and her sons' life at risk.Not even the agents will be able to save her. Once they find out about her secret, that means they are going to be on her tail, using her as a map to get to Kanzel.Brian had fallen asleep in Carellas' arms as the teo women talked about Kanzel and her fear of being found.Its
Robel Petro sat at the large desk of his home office and stared at the two men standing infront of him damped in their own sweat.His hand clenched the pencil and snapped it in two, making the men standing infront of him jump.He took a deep breath to calm himself and glared at the screen on the wall. It was a security feed of the gate showing a red car with blue race stripes."You fools."Robel growled at the two men he had sent to follow Carella Mink. But instead of waiting to see where she would go after the herb shop, these useless men brough DEA agents to his door step.To say that Robel Petro was mad was an understatement. No. He was furious.These agents had came to him a couple of weeks ago but he had led them to Carella Mink. But now, they are going to be all up in his business to find out why he has his men following her."Get out."Robel roared at them and they left the office without daring to say a word or even look back at their boss.When th
James and Donald are standing in the herb shop with shock washing their faces."What the hell happened here?"Donald asked one of the agaents when they came close to them."I don't know. Could be a robbery."That was all they got as they saw the dead blind woman on the floor of the herb shop."Sophia Kellen."The cheif spoke to the agents sitting in the office at the station."Time of death is said to be 2:00 am and the wappon seems to be a knife. Victim was stabbed three times throught the chest and once at the back. There seems to be no sign of struggle on the body nor the shop so who ever is the killer, might have either catched her off guard or is some one she didn't thought would hurt her. Now...the reason why the DEA got this case is because a necklace was found clenched in Sophia Kellens' right hand. The symbole on the necklace is a silver rose."Once the agents heard the words, they start to murmmer. The silver rose. It is Kanzels' sig
Carella stood before a dead woman laying on the streched bed.Her hands were fisted by her side and shaking as she smelled the scent of disinfectant.No. She can't be dead?Carella still refused to believe that Sophia is dead. She refused to hold the hands of the person infront of her and feel her long time saviours' hand for the last time.The two agents were standing by the door, carefully watching Carella and Mark in the room."Can you give us a moment?"Mark spoke up towards the agents without looking at them.He knows that Carella wants to hold Sophias' hand in hers. He can see the hesitant tremble of her hands as she controled them not to go up on their own and turn her into an emotional mess infront of other.James and Donald looked at eachother before James gestured to the little camera at the far corner of the room to his partner that he was sure neither Carella nor Mark had noticed yet."Sure."James answered and walked out with Donald behind
The funeral was held two days after Carella last saw Sophias' body at a near by cemitary.The day was sunny. The perfect weather mocked them of their loss.Carella stood among the people in full black next to Mark and all the people that came to see Sophia rest.As the priste spoke, Carella couldn't help but wonder who might have done this. Sophia was never the kind of person that creates enemies or even upsets people. She had never done anyone wrong.All Sophia ever knew was helping childern who had no homes and who had been abused by the system.Gradualy, one by one, the people gave their condolences and left while Carella stood infront of Sophias' grave without speaking a word.In the end, she got absolutely no answers more than a dead silence. She sighed in defeat and streched her white cane ready to go home and dwell just a little bit more.Her slow steps were stopped by a thin voice calling out her name."Carella? Carella Jones?"The voice called out
Heather stood infront of the beautiful curvy gate and took a deep breath. Once she walks in, she will face the wrath of the cold and indifferent lady. And she was ready for war.She walked closer to the gate and rang the bell.Immideatly, a voice spoke out of the speaker and asked who it was."Hi...umm..i'm Heather Liffman.""And what is your business with the Madam.""I'm a friend of hers." Heather answered sweetly so that the old lady would let her in."Who said that you and i are friends?"A cold voice booms through the speaker and makes Heather jump a bit.Heather took another breath and chuckled nervously."Come on Carella. Of course we are friends." When the other side of the speaker goes silent, Heather continued."Carella, i came all the way here to see you. The least you can do is let me in and hear me out." She was met with silence for a couple of minutes until the gate unlocked with a buzz and swinged open for her to come in.Heather sighe
"She's a reporter."Mark sits down next to Carella in the garden."A reporter?"Carella asked as a frown graces her face. What is a reporter doing on her door steps. Especially someone who had hated her most of her life. What was Heather looking for here? What was she up to?Mark saw the frown on Carellas' face and sighed in frustration."I can have her followed."Mark comments as Carella took her turn to sigh.Carella sipped the wine in her hand and sighed again."Who do you think did it?" Carella suddenly asked Mark as he sipped his own wine.Times like this are the ones' Mark holds dearly to his heart. Sitting in her garden and sipping wine at some occation were moments he always looked forward to.It never really has a time or a date. It always depends on his madam moods."Who did what?""Sophia. Who do you think...did that to Sophia?" She asked, not being able to put killed and Sophia in the same sentence.Mark looked into the distance and thought carefuly about his next words."
Carella was sitting inside a local cafè, sipping tea after a long day of shoping for more pots and flower seeds.Mark was sitting infront of her before he excused himself to the restroom.As Carella sat there by herself, a thin voice calls out her name."Carella?"She turned to the direction of the voice she hadn't heard in a long time."Yes?" She answered because she wasn't sure who was calling her."Oh my God, Carella. It's me. Betty." The thin voice got closer to her by each work it spoke."Betty? Betty Jona?" Carella asked, excited to meet the only girl that was ever good to her in the orphanage and in Sophias' house.Betty ran closer to a now standing Carella and pulled her in a thight hug.Betty refused to let her go until she hugged her to all her heart desired and pulled back to look at Carella."How long has it been?" She asked in her thin voice."Too long." Carella answered as she pulled her old friend down to seat next to her in the booth."Where have you been all these year