Freira just got off from work and walking down the street with the assurance that she has someone from the Aces who are following her for her protection, she is at least comforted with the thought that she is not alone. She is uneasy not because of the danger the night gives but because whenever she passes the alley where the horrendous event happened, she cannot help but feel guilt and fear. She can never get over it even if she makes herself believe that what she did was good and that it would have been her who is dead if she did not do it.
She swallowed hard when she was walking past that location and she cannot help but remember the gun's noise, the two shots she has made ringing in her ear.
She stopped and leaned on a wall when she has gotten far, trying to even her breathing. She
