Their Never Ending Connections.

“Talk about fuck luck.” Leonica groaned under her breath as soon as she had returned home and discarded her car keys in some weird corner of her living room. Now pacing back and forth, hands running through her hair every thirty seconds, she couldn’t help but ponder how lucky she had gotten today. Gabriel seemed almost too sure about the result, yet it had turned out this way. If he wasn’t smart to see what was happening despite his 158 IQ, then she was. It was obvious someone had tampered with the test result. No doubt. Now a few candidates came to mind, Angelina included, but as quickly as they had come, they all faded into black spots with no proof, leaving her with a sense of dread by not knowing if this person who tampered with the result was a friend or foe. The former, she hoped as she walked towards her phone and looked for her parents number. She found it relatively quickly, her mother’s to be precise. The phone rang for no less than a second before it was answered. “Leo, how