I couldn t describe the pain I was feeling inside. My brother was dead and he was only seven years old. He was just killed. I bet it was the same man who gave instructions to kidnap Marianna and him that day and he s the same bastard who killed father. I still… I still couldn't find him. It s been years. I have no idea why the fuck that he let me live. Everything is just a puzzle.
I looked at the time and saw it s almost six in the evening. I got up from the chair and grabbed my coat before going out of my office. I couldn t focus on any of my work because of this mess. I got into my car and went home. As soon as I entered the house I saw Marianna who was sitting on the bench while looking at the garden. She didn t even realize the sound of my car because she was in a deep thought. Did she remember anything? I got out of the car and saw Gwen was standing at the door with a worried smile. I nodded at her and walked towards Marianna.
"Marianna" I said in a low voi