A week later, I was still shaken up by what had happened with Izan and Enrique at the clinic. I poured myself into work and spent time with my friends and EJ’s nephews and nieces. Children gave off good energy and kept my mind away from the memory of Izan’s body. The news reports about the murder went on for a week, and business at the clinic slowed down as a result, but I decided not to let it get me down.
sDeciding to spend time with my friends, I called them up to get some lunch at our favorite lounge.
“Did you see this?” Anissa held a newspaper with a picture of Savio and Vincenzo on the front cover.
“They’re opening a casino,” I said, glancing at the paper.
Anissa poured the bottle of sparkling water into her glass as Devi gave her order to the server.
“I’ll have a burger and
