Stiles asked as he gazed at Mr Jonathan.
Mr Jonathan then stood up from his site and walked towards the table.
“This can't be possible, we thought you were dead.”
Mr Jonathan spoke as he stood in front of the table and gazed at her picture.
“Dead, what do you mean?, Mr Jonathan tell me something.”
Stiles asked as he approached Mr Jonathan.
“Yes, I know her, she was one of the secret agents your father hired to protect your mother, she was top notch, she was so close to your mother that your mother took her like a sister she never had, they walk together they gist together they do almost everything together.”
Mr Jonathan spoke as he walked towards the table and poured himself a glass of wine.
“So where was she when my mother was killed?.”
Stiles as he sat at the table next to him,
