●Central Police Station, New York city●
An endless trail of luxurious BMW snaked through the charcoal streets of the bustling New York city, one did not need a thought to ponder upon the query 'who the hell dared to drive so rashly in the territory of the mafia king?'
Of course, none other than the mafia king himself, because none of his henchmen were allowed to do so let alone break a rule.
Meanwhile in the central police station Renna Amaryllis had been sitting behind the bars impatiently, tapping her foot on the marbled floor as her eyes had already done an analysis of the surroundings.
'Come on dear, come on. I'm waiting for you, Ronan.'
Renna mulled over the thoughts as the lady grew impatient for Ronan's arrival. Although the cops did not have any sort of trouble in bringing Renna Amaryllis to the police station, except that she kept on shedding crocodile tears every now and then!
