Puzzle

"We tried all our possible best to shut those people up sir. Now, we have nothing to worry about. " A man whose physique looked like a murderer, said.

"Well done. Since I cleared your bills, I don't want any other issue. Okay?" Hart's grandfather asked. Or, maybe he was not his grandfather. I thought about it really hard but I could not seem to figure out why and how he is his grandfather. They looked nothing alike and they were not in good terms.

"Everything is cleared. I am sure they must have heard the news." The man said smiling — raising his eyebrows.

"What?"

"That Fazio is dead. Now, they would be planning against Miami who clearly have nothing to do with it. " He replied as he laughed hysterically.

"Nice job. Let's take care of Mia Jane. She has to keep her mouth shut so we all survive. You get it?"

"Yes sir. " The man smirked.

Clueless me was in my house staring at the ceilings pondering of what Karina said. I knew there was a reason she got that worked up but I could not ask her. She was always known to be a competent lawyer, someone who knows the law and believe in it. How did that sudden change overnight? What exactly did she hear that made her go against the law? She was the least expected person ever. She was never like that, so I could not understand why she said something like that. But, I knew something. The fact that she was ready to do anything to go against the world. The truth that she was ready to forget about the law and plot revenge. I believed she was really pained about Hart's death, but no longer. She just wanted someone to pour her anger on. She wanted to plot a bloody revenge on someone. She wanted to make someone die. Probably, she thought it would make her feel very better. Probably she thought it would make the world understand what she was going through. But, how was I supposed to file a lawsuit when my lawyer is not going to defend me? Was I going to defend myself? Who would listen to me defend myself? I thought about Hart and knew how hard he did not give up. Upon knowing that he had to risk his life, he did not give up. That was why I respected him and will always respect him. But, at the same time, he gave up at the end. The right to give up is given to those who try till the end. He tried till his life ended. I wished back then that he was a public icon. Someone whom everyone would want to be like. Someone who people would believe and see as role model. I would be really happy if that was what happened.

I was still pondering till I heard my door bell ring. I opened the door only to see Prosecutor Augustus. I rolled my eyes and asked him to enter.

"Well done secretary Mira. " He greeted in a polite tone that did not sound polite in my ears.

"I am no longer a secretary Prosecutor Augustus. " I said raising my eyebrows.

"My bad, miss. "

"What brings you here Prosecutor Augustus?" I asked as I held my ear.

"Do you remember the lawsuit? Chairman L'art decided to drop it. " He said. I definitely forgot about that lawsuit.

"Oh really. He dropped it fast. He is not that easy. Don't you think Prosecutor Augustus?" I asked smiling again, this time, I made it look annoying.

"I'm just here to inform you about that. I will get going. " He stood up to leave.

"Already? How is your depression? Are you okay now or you are still depressed?"

"What about you? Why do you look okay when the person you worked for so many years died? Should you not be a little bit remorseful? "

"About what? Oh! You think I killed him. I clearly forgot about that. I thought you were a good person for once. Why did you ignore my question and ask me another? I'm not you. Why would I feel remorseful towards others? I don't know how much Chairman gave you but to me, people like you are trash. Dung!" I said as I opened the door excusing him out.

"Think of me the way you like. I only care about justice. " He said as he left.

I sighed.

"Justice? Does that even exist? Look at him acting all innocent. I wonder what they are plotting. My life is endangered. Paolo is still alive. How can I live? Paolo, Miami, L'art, you are all dead! Law? I don't care about it anymore I will kill you all myself. How dare you come here! How dare you! L'art Chairman, I will destroy you. All of you. " I said to myself, cried and laughed. I could not figure out my real emotions. Did I feel remorseful for Hart? Or was it anger that was boiling in me? Or, was it resentment? I could not answer. What exactly happened to Hart? Was he really dead? Did Paolo (Moderico) kill him? Or was Miami innocent? Was Fazio really dead? What exactly happened? It did not seem crazy but I was really running crazier. Crazier than Karina. I could not figure out what happened to Dave that he took the side of Hart's grandfather. I did not know what was going on with Augustus that he could not trust me and helped in filing a lawsuit against me. I could not realise what happened to Karina who got worked up towards Hart's death and is boiling for revenge? What was really going with everyone? Was I the only victim? Was I the only guilty? I watched Hart die but no detective came to my house to ask what happened. Hart's grandfather seemed to be concerned but he was not. He was never worried about him. He was always after money.