Natalie waited until Manolo had pulled himself together. She gave him a reassuring smile that warmed his squeamish heart. The inner child in him suddenly became exuberant while looking deep into Natalie’s eyes.
‘I have felt this way before while looking into Ronoele’s eyes,’ his mind screamed with excitement at how familiar the feeling was.
He was so deep in the trance that his mind went blank, only wanting to live the moment with her. But then the door burst open.
“Detective,” Gomez called, panting. “Do you still have that testimony?”
Natalie grimace.
“Whose testimony?”
“Trisha’s. You brought it home as far as I could remember.”
She went pale. Her blood escaped her veins because she couldn’t remember a thing. Manolo saw the panic in her eyes.
“Sorry, Rod. I have it. Is it urgent?
