Leila shook her head sideways while still facing downwards. "No, I did not succeed. Instead, he succeeded in finding out," She wiped the tears coming out her eyes with the back of her hand.

"Are you telling me that son of a bitch is alive?" asked Maggie anxiously.

"Yes, he is alive and kicking," she replied to Leila with a shaky-crying voice.

"Oh, my God!" exclaimed Maggie. 

She moved her hand away from Leila's back. She placed her right hand on her thighs and the right one under her chin.

Her new body posture looks more like a philosopher from the ancient Greeks.

"What have you done, Leila?" 

She raised...