“If you slap me again,” Angelina said through clenched teeth, “I swear on my master's name... I will wound you.”

Amaria's arm went down limply, and her jaw dropped at the words.

"What did you just say?" she asked, blinking in disbelief.

"I saw Carlos' picture inside Mabel's necklace, and I think I'm getting close to what I'm looking for, so instead of abusing me, why don't you just watch me do my thing? I haven't seen you doing anything about the case either. I'm the only one working, so please... don't reopen my wounds." Angelina shook her head and turned around, walking out on her without another glance.

Amaria...