Third-party pov
She lied like they would worship her when she was done, and she was banking on that. Amelia, the deadly woman was here sniffing and crying while telling a sob story which she had planned from the very beginning.
The more she continued the more the faces on the table transformed into several emotions at a go.
"I didn't want to lose Alex, so I did everything they wanted e to. The girl was not Jenny and I was carrying a bag that had fake bills. I was scared. I didn't want to die. But even before I could blink, there was a loud explosion and the last thing I heard was you telling me to move, but I was late. I was late Alex and I'm sorry I put you through that.
