That very night, Danny came and saw her tied up in that quiet room. He glared at her murderously, and every feeling towards her was lost, his eyes blazing out anger and frustration.

“You are responsible for my brother’s death” He spat, his voice venomous.

Katrina looked up from her cot, her eyes widened, exclaiming her innocence. “I don't know what you are talking about, Danny.” She said, her voice shaking.

Danny sneered. “Don't play dumb with me Katrina. I know all about your little scheme. You and your men killed my brother Barry in cold blood!”

Katrina‘s eyes filled with tears. “That is not true.” She protested. “I didn't...