KIKI’S POV.
Resting my palm on my tummy and sitting properly, I let my eyes settle on the clean floor as I think of possible ways, Fredrick can react. The rest were right. What am I going to say? I am I going to start with your daughter was my close friend and she died because of the Mafia Martins was involved in?
That question is too late to be asked because I am already seated in Fredrick’s balcony waiting for him to come see me in a few minutes as one of his workers had informed me when I was led to sit here.
As soon as I saw the NEWS telling about the search vigil he started in search of his daughter who was a good friend to me, I did not think much. I just felt like he deserves to know his daughter is not alive and the son of the woman he was once married to killed her.
Alejandro,
