CRIMSON LUCA POV
I saw her from my table. She looks distressed. I stood up and knock on her table. She didn t even realize that I am ready standing in front of her. She look at me. She smiled and stood up. I cross my arms.
"Are you okay, Roselyn?"-I ask. She nodded.
"Yes, Sir. Are you going somewhere?"-she ask.
"You look distressed. It s written all over your face."
"Ahh…I just receive a bad news from the jail. A former colleague of mine died inside."-I said. I look at her.
"And what is the reason? Do you want to go there?"
"The officers said that she died due to stomach cancer. She knew about it when it s already serious. Her family didn t wanted to take her body and bury her. I am thinking of doing that favor to her…"
"I see. I ll grab my coat and key. Let s fix that problem of yours. I don t have any important meeting until lunch, right?"-I ask. She nodded and smile. I suddenly wanted