CHAPTER ELEVEN.

The night seemed to have fallen fast for the day and the atmosphere was calm unlike other days, or perhaps because it rained. Jessica waved me a goodbye from my balcony. She had helped me packaged my luggage and prepare me for the night, not forgetting to add my favorite meal since it would take a month to return, that's if ever coming back here. I saw Isabelle wiping her tears, which was pretence. She was always crying on any occasion, and Jimmy termed her"queen of tears". I had no clue of what this job entails, since these women claimed it was in line with being a detective. Granny walked up to, since her apartment was the first floor. She held my hand and smiled.

"Don't change who you're for someone else…just stay true to yourself" she whispered.