Aurora POV:I packed my gear and headed home. On my way home, it was still running a course in my mind, I hoped I wasn't hard on him. Well, it is very awkward, being crushed on by someone you have thought about in that light, there was no manual to letting them down slowly without hurting their feelings, but doing so only makes their fingers lingers on, which makes it harder on them and more akward for you. The only way to help them get over it is to reject them ruthlessly, it's like stepping on a worm firmly so it doesn't squirm. That's what I will do crush his heart so the feelings die painlessly.I caught myself thinking, I wasn't any different from Mr. Angelo afterall, bold of me to assume I was any better than him. Perhaps that was what he thought, when he ruthlessly reject me too. No! I'm different from him, I was trying to help someone get over me, he is nothing short of a vile human being. "Aurora, what's wrong with you, you look pale" My mom said the minute I walked."I'm f

Aurora POV:I was so confused, that I couldn't place a finger on why the sudden change was, was it guilt? Nothing else, it had to be guilt. He had nothing to hide, what could be so hideous about his marriage breaking apart, he had to be so cold about it. Unless, of course, he did have something to hide, he did assault his wife. Perhaps, what Mr. Angelo said was true. He acts all nice because has something to hide, he is nice because deep down he is a bad man. Now, I have a decision to make, either I quit the job or ignore the fact he was a woman beater. It would be hypocritical of me to continue working for him. I will have to quit, there's no going back. I will have to quit!I didn't particularly have a straight moral compass nor act upon one, but I can never look at him the same way knowing what he did, beating the woman who had a child for him. I can't look at him the same way. I would see every nice gesture from him as pretense and him as a faker, it would only grow worse with tim

Micheal POV:Officer Mark and I sat in the car waiting. "Is that her?" he asked pointing to a dark Sedan that just parked in front of a house. "Yeah, it is" I replied.He motioned to get out of the car, and I quickly held him back. Wait! You would scare her off" He eased back to his sitting position, We watched the woman get out of her car, she walked to the back of her and picked up a couple of groceries from the trunk before heading to the house.He motioned to get out of the car again, I held him back again. "Wait, let's give her five more minutes to settle down""Where Is her picture," he asked "I reached for a photograph in my dashboard and handed it to him.We waited patiently in the car, with a comfortable silence. I had obtained the CCTV camera from the motel, but it was very blurry. It was against law to have a camera to have a camera in the motel room so I had to settle for that in the receptionist. Whoever suggested the motel between the two of them knew. Either Aurora's

Michael POV:I had already called Cal ahead of my impromptu visit, he sounded confused over the phone so I simply hung up and waited till we met in person. He was already outside waiting for me, I could see the surprise on his face when Mark came out through the passenger door. "You both are together and not fighting""He is helping me solve a case" "Yeah I figured, how did you both find a common ground""As much as I want to satisfy your curiosity, I rather have an urgent matter to attend to Cal" He could see the seriousness on my face and figured out I wasn't in the mood for jokes."What did you want?" He asked "I want the whole CCTV footage of that night" "Why, I thought they found all they needed to already""Not yet, that's why I need to see it for myself" "I no longer have it""What do you mean you no longer have it" I asked wide-eyed "I deleted it" "Why, why would you do it" "Leo, he implored me to""Leo fucking Jordan asked you to delete it and you did. Are you spast

Aurora POV:We walked into the house. "This house is so huge" I gasped I'm almost calm as I follow him down the stairs, through the dark cold hall, and into the dining room. Everyone is already eating. The room is low-ceilinged and comfortable in a William Morrisy sort of way; the air is warm from the fire crackling in the small fireplace and the windows are so frosted over that I can't see out. He goes over to a thin woman with pale red hair who must be his mother, who tilts her head to receive Leo's kiss, and half rises to hug me too. "Nice to meet you, Mrs. Jordan.""Oh, but you must call me Lucille, everyone does," she says and smiles in an exhausted but warm sort of way."This is my elder brother Gus" He pointed to a man who couldn't be older than him with a year or two. He wasn’t a male model but he should have been, truly beauty ran in their house. We take our seats across the table from each other. Leo is sitting between Gus and an elderly woman they all call Great Aunt Dul