Seated in the bus as it rode through the familiar streets, Phidel couldn't help her anxiety– her mind just refused to stay calm. It was like the whole universe was suddenly coming down on her. “Am I busted? Is this how it ends? Did I fail in bringing my sister’s murders to book? Did I fail her the justice she deserves?” This and more questions took turns in her mind as she remained restless. There was no way she was ready to give up, not when she had come this far. “....I need to do something, I’m easily not going to back out.” she said with some degree of certainty– thinking of a plan ‘B’ just in case her anticipation turned out to be right.Phidelia on the other hand, just stayed by her side– casting glances at her at every passing minute. It felt as though she didn't know her sister anymore. If she could wish for something at that moment, it would’ve been for the ability to read her sister's mind just to know what’s running on in there.Nevertheless, the former has also refused to