Chapter 22: The Proposal
Marcella held her sister’s hands and kissed her forehead. "Rest in peace, Mellissa..." she whispered. "May you walk with our family in the green pastures you loved for eternity. I’ll join you in due time..."
She couldn’t stop her tears, but she held back. She is an adult. She cannot act like a whiny child in front of others. She already ruined Antony’s suit with her tears and snot.
She walked to Andrew Romano’s body. She held his hand and kissed it. "Thank you for being the best husband for Mellissa, Andrew... You showed her what love is and she was the happiest when she was with you. Rest in peace..."
Tony was standing on the other side of the table. He placed Andrew’s hand that was hanging back on the table. He then walked to the coroner standing at the corner of the room.
"I want the report, the first draft, if you know what I mean," he said.
Tony knew this case wasn’t like any other case. The ones who took their life must be powerful. Too bad the men they hired didn’t finish the job.
He knew they won’t want to get outed. They will have the men they hired killed and they will change the autopsy results. He cannot blame the coroner. He has a family he will have to look after. He will give in to their wish.
But Tony wanted the real autopsy. Only then he can pay back the ones who broke Marcella’s heart, exactly the same way.
Marcella saw Tony talking to the coroner. The room was chilly and she walked out. Just as she stepped out, a tall man wearing a dark coat, grabbed her by the arms. She was stunned and went silent. He pushed her to a corner and covered her mouth.
Marcella blinked her eyes as she recognized the man. The man saw that she had recognized her and slowly released her.
"Please, don’t shout, Marcella..."
"Chris?" She raised her brows out of surprise. "What are you doing here?"