The wind shook her up as it felt colder on her wet body.
Conquering her tears to keep the fire within her heart lit, she took her phone and called someone.
"Find out what was the status of Nancy Garino in the Garino family. Do not leave even a single thing about her. I need everything".
Just like a domineering president, she was about to cut the call when the voice from the other side stopped her in a hastened manner.
"Do not cut the call, sis. Sigh… you never change, do you? Always ordering me to do this and that but without trying to please me… just who do you think I am and why would I do the work".
"You are my small brother so, just do what I say, don't talk shit".
She coldly replied.
"This old lady! You are already 23 and still single and don't even have compassion toward others, how in the world can you even know how to treat your own brother!"
"Well, some things can never change and the first example is you, sis".
Nancy clicked her tongue over her 20 years old brother, "If you know then just do what I ask".
"But who is Nancy and why is her name sound so familiar".
At that question, Clancy who was now pretending to be Nancy paused for another moment.
Her parted lips released a deep sigh as she mustered her courage to utter those depressing words, "She is our lost sister, Nancy Weiv. Don't ask me anymore questions and just do what you have been told".
She quickly put the call off, worried that she might turn emotional when there was no need for it.
And then next thing she did was call someone else, "Buy an apartment for me somewhere nearby my location. Be quick, I need to move right now".
That's it and she put the call and smelled herself. Though she did step back but her forehead and half of her hair was all wet.
She was stinking more than the room was stinking before and now she has changed her plan.
Fighting against them from the inside of their house when no one was supporting her in this house was hard. She might have to spend stinking night like today.
But this was only because she was pretending to be Nancy, if she brings out her real name and use her family resources, she could easily handle them but she wasn't going to do that.
The first reason was, because she doubted that someone might have known Nancy real identity and brought her here. If she uses her family name, she won't be able to find the real culprit behind all of this.
And even if it's her doubt only and not reality, still, she wanted to sort things out on her own way without using her family name.
Since her way would be more satisfying for her than those police who can only put criminals inside jail for a short period of time.
…
It was midnight and the right time to leave. she took a long time before existing the room. It was because she packed all her sister's stuff before leaving.
The photo frame that has captured her sister forced smile will always give her heartache.
She left almost nothing in that room except for the smelly bedsheet and that furniture that looked rotten.
Since, no one was awake at the night, she easily walked out of the house without anyone interference.
Destroying this family from outside was going to be more fun than what I was thinking before and this car key, it will be my goodbye gift from this house.
She kissed the car key that was dear to Arena. It was nothing when compared to her sister kidney which was taken without considering her health.
But this is only the beginning, she was going to snatch there all… before killing them.
A big apartment which was costlier and wasn't easy to buy. Only big shots could be found in this apartment.
Huh… I said that brat to buy me a place nearby that house but he bought this one considering its expensiveness. Well, its ok. I will have to make some adjustment and that's all.
She walked inside. There were two trolleys. One that had her stuffs and the other which had her sister stuffs.
She walked inside the elevator. A man was inside it already. He was wearing a black mask. Their eyes once met but Clancy quickly looked away and stood silently.
The eight floor was her destination and seeing that the man has already pressed the eight-floor button, their destination was most likely same.
Everything was good but for some reason she felt his stare piercing. He was behind her and his striking stare was making her feel irritated and she, who knew she was correct about being stared, looked back and asked, her curved brows.
"Brat, why are you staring me?".
The man frowned.
He was wearing black trouser and a t-shirt inside which he has worn a white full sleeves t-shirt. More likely it was a formal dress since there was a golden batch designed in the shape of a pistol near his left chest.
After noticing this much, she looked in his eyes.
Just like her, he scanned her and his brows remained furrowed.
He looked no older than 20 years old and drastically appeared handsome even with just his eyes that she could be seen.
A hunk boy personality – she thought that when he took down his mask and scowled.
"What's with this attitude of yours?" she chuckled mockingly at him while crossing her arm and raised her eyebrows.
"Why are you here? Are you stalking me now?".
"Brat, are you kidding me. Just shut that shit and fu*k…".
She paused all of a sudden and seeing her pausing in midst, he raised his eyebrows more like waiting for her to complete her words.
Because Clancy realized all of a sudden that he might be someone who knew her sister and that's why he was giving her such an expression, she didn't dare to speak anymore taking into consideration of what could happen in the future.
The door opened right at time and she walked out in a hurry. Entering inside the room with the number on the plate showing – 201.
The man who walked out after her, crossed his arm. He looked at the door she just walked inside and pursed his lips.
"What's wrong with her. she looked weak and thin before, more like a coward but now, her tone completely differed from before. Is she doing this to get closer to me". He scoffed after talking to himself and walked inside the room opposite to her – 200.