Lorenzo Alejandro; You Are A Coward

The tension in the air morphed into one of surprise as, a young man in his mid-thirties, with brown eyes and a well-built athletic body, strolled into the room, smirking at the two frightened kittens. He made his way slowly to the bed, towering above his prey, his darkened and unreadable gaze scrutinizing Amelia from head to her bare toes.

"You!"

Amelia slowly let go of Sarah, her jaw dropping upon recognizing the man before her.

"Hello, Amelia." Lorenzo's side lips curled up in a smirk.

"I know you."

"You know him," Sarah whispered, in a trembling voice.

Amelia nodded pushing Sarah to stay behind her.

"Hmmm... Interesting. Do tell." The young man said leisurely, a creepy smile spreading across his lips.

"You worked as a bartender at Diamond Star." Amelia paused, ransacking her brain for the name Kayla had mentioned to her when they were fooling around. "Manuel."