Since Dad already approved that I investigate the Clay, more could do nothing more than support me. Within a week we have gathered a lot of information.
We continue to pretend to be preparing for Bella's funeral. I was anxious. Every night when I closed my eyes I will hope Bella was still alive but even this did not seat well with me because I knew she will not be having a good life if she was still breathing.
On Friday I had a show with the CREW so I left work on time. Carl and I arrived at the venue at the same time.
"You really joined the company?" Carl was surprised when he saw me in my formal outfit
"Yes," I have known Carl since I was a child so I did not hide the fact that I wanted to investigate Bella's death from him.
"Any lead?" He asked after we entered the dressing room.
"Not valid yet, how is work?" I asked Carl.
"We managed to restore a part of our position but the force trying to take over our connection is very difficult to deal with," Carl replied.
