In a well furnished office room with paintings as cold as the owner, Vincenzo and Martins were discussing office related issues. After thirty minutes, Martins sighed before he continued to talk.

"I have told the investigator to check the girl earlier. He will give us details in the evening," Martins said, looking at the man who looked frosty.

Sitting in his office, looking extremely cold, Vincenzo tapped lightly on the desk as some unpleasant memories rushed in.

Vincenzo was a little angry at that foul-mouthed girl who he had met twice now. At first, he hadn't noticed much about her at the mall but looking at her today, he noticed...