Rest In Peace Antony

**TRACY SCOTT**~Day Nine

"You should get some rest, maybe you might remember something in the morning. Your brain will be refreshed by then, plus it's been a long day so I understand if you can't really think that far. Get some rest. There's no harm at all."

He deflected the question.

I held both sides of the chair and spinned my head to face him.

Disbelief crossed my eyes but I gazed nonetheless.

"How do you know my mother?"

I repeated in case his hearing failed the first time. I'm not leaving this room until I hear an explanation for all the comments he's been making.

It almost seems like they knew other well, they have met on serveral occasions, my mother couldn't have associated herself with the mob, but Anotonov didn't strike me as the type to lie.

If that's not the case, I wonder what happened.

I'll over think it if he doesn't provide an answer straight from the source.

It's my speciality.I won't sleep throughout the night

His responses will keep playing in my head as I struggle