(Third person POV)“You said he is coming?” Olivia asked Ava, looking around for the said to be of her friend, she was beginning to doubt that he was coming.“I don't know anymore,” Ava kissed her teeth, seething silently, “he is supposed to be here by now,” Ava said looking at her watch.All of a sudden a car stopped in front of them honking, they couldn't see through the glass because it was tinted, but the honking caught their attention.“Who is that?” Olivia nudged her friend, Ava was also confused, she only met the man she was supposedly waiting for last night not in broad daylight, she couldn't tell if it was him or not, it was under the neon red lights of Margaret's bar, she didn't even have a proper conversation with the man because she wasn't willing to give it a try but now she has to because of the circumstances facing her, she didn't even get his last name.“I don't know either, maybe it's him,” Ava replied guessingly.Just then the person wined down and Ava saw a familiar

Violet's POV One day ago“What's your name Miss?” The detective asked me.“My name is Violet,” I replied.“Okay, so I would like you to cooperate with me and give me accurate answers to the questions I would ask you,” “Okay,” I answered, placing my cuffed hands on the table.The detective had a stern expression, he exhumed a no-nonsense Aura, but I was unfazed, Deadpan, I had seen worse men in my lifetime so his stoic expression was not enough to scare me.“Miss Violet, by 12:04 am on Friday last week, where were you?” Now, how am I going to answer that, I don't even know if this Man worked with Vincenzo, I didn't even know if he was genuinely working for the government, the guilt of my first kill didn't let me concentrate, even if I did it to avenge my friend I still felt someway, and what does murdering Riccardo have to do with last week.Last week I was getting beat up and tortured by men that if I call their names, I will be dead today, so I decided to play cool and not complic