To Get Back All That Leonica Had Stolen.

“I saw the conference video today, luce mia.” Owen’s voice boomed from Leonica’s phone as she had him on FaceTime. “You did great.” “I know.” Came Leonica’s answer as she finished changing into her to be and sat in front of the camera. “I know I did good because everything went according to plan. Well, everything but Florence’s appearance.” She muttered the last part, but Owen caught on quickly. “Florence Winslow? The reporter who you had an interview with? What of her?” He asked. Leonica contemplated telling the entire story. For some reason, she felt like telling Owen about Jamil wasn’t the smartest choice. It was like Owen held an unspoken vendetta for the male. But then again, maybe she was over thinking it. Owen wasn’t that type of person, and holding a grudge for someone he barely knew wasn’t something he’d do. So with a shrug, she spoke. “Florence works for Jamil Vanadas,” This words were enough to get Owen feeling more alert than he previously was. “Her questions seemed kind of