Vivian’s attention was now only focused on the TV. The news anchor on the screen was a woman in her fifties with blonde hair and a beautiful smile. But for this particular segment of the news, she had a frown on her face, concern and a little bit of fear leaking from her usually calm and stoic expression.
“Even the mere mention of the mafia lord, Smoke is making her quiver in fear,” Vivian realized, her eyes taking in the near flinch of the news anchor anytime she mentioned the name.
“-We are still getting reports of the gruesome attacks that plagued the city’s underworld. The police are calling on anyone with information that may be relevant to the case to please contact them.”
Vivian frowned, “Just how many people did Smoke kill?” She thought, her eyes narrowing slightly.
The news
