Yera went to the detention cell where Lyndon was held captive.
She paused at the door and let out a long sigh before signaling the policeman that she was now ready to enter.
She walked in the room and saw Lyndon at the adjacent glass waiting for her. Yera sat down and looked at him, he stood there with his head slightly bowed. Yera knew why, because he couldn't muster enough courage to look directly at her out of guilt…
"You asked for me… Please make it short because whatever your reason is… It's still not going to be convincing enough to make your deed acceptable and important for you to break my trust like this. Of all the people in my family and professional circle, even my husband included you as their suspect, but me, I strongly believed that you could have nothing to do with it…"
