Theo’s POV. I kept thinking about what she said. Micha. This unexpected woman, that came unexpectedly into my life, that says I am a son of a criminal man, who turned out to be a weird Mobster leader, who I thought in some kind was a loser, he is still a loser, to me, he didn’t care about me, neither his daughter, but what if Micha was lying? What do I do? Where to go? A thought came to my mind, Pamela. I took my motorcycle and went to the hospital, where she was still there, her son next to her. She was awake. “Theo!” she said excitedly, stood alert in her bed, and was giving me a warm smile. The boy next to her was confused but tried to keep track of his mother. “Sean, what was he?” I tried to read her features, she fluttered, got sharp features, arched her eyebrows, her eyes wid

