EMILY
"Miss Emily," Marcus, my personal guard, called as he sauntered into my parlour. I paused the movie I was watching on my TV before sparing him a glance. And as usual, his face beheld it's usual stern countenance.
"What's the update?" I asked in a stern tone.
"She's currently living with a friend, Ana Chester."
"Oh…" My left eyebrow arched upwards with a sinister smile complimenting my face. "And who might this Ana Chester be?"
"She's nothing special, just a regular artist trying to make ends meet with her paintings."
"Ana Chester huh…" I mumbled whilst holding his gaze carefully. "I want you to keep tabs on her too. Who knows, she might be useful one day." I toned and he nodded.
"It seems Maya hasn't told Desmond yet about my latest antics. If not, he should have been bur
