Chapter 33: Valentine's Day

"Winter, when are you planning to hand over that piece of shit Ahan to the cops?" Lucy asked while waiting for an order. "What? Did he even get caught?" Winter let out, making designs on a cup of cappuccino. "More than two weeks ago," Lucy replied. "Did you not know?" Winter shook her head in response. Zane didn't say anything about it to her. Just then Cedric entered the kitchen and said to Lucy, "Babe, when are you getting off work?" "How many times have I told you not to barge in like this?" Lucy rebuked. "And why didn't you inform Winter about Ahan being caught?" "I told Za—" "What? You didn't even tell me, Cedric," Zane interrupted, walking in the kitchen with a tray of empty cups. Cedric glared at Zane, and Zane glared back. The two of them argued with their grimacing eyes, none of the two wanting to take the blame when they were equally responsible for it. In the end, Cedric sighed and decided to dump all the blame on his left-hand man. "I told Mathew to inform Zane. He