Emilia walked out of the room, leaving Holkan behind for better.
She didn’t care if it interrupted her investigation or made her fall behind in her story that she was come up with so far.
She didn’t just want to think about her work or the fact that she had chased Holkan to Vegas, for the sake of a story.
She just wanted to breathe for a moment.
She didn’t want to think about work or another story.
She didn’t care about bringing down Diverso anymore. It had become a fight for her own survival now.
She just wanted to live.
It had beginning to look like, Emilia was on the verge of being killed but not by having a knife pierced right through her heart but in fact, being mentally suppressed.
Henry was right, when he said that the case was harder and more complicated than she had though
