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she moved, we had lost contact with her. I was never sure as to why. Now I know, because of him.”
    “Yeah, well Johnny must have snitched about me because when returning home one night after going to the store to pick up groceries that Carla had sent me out for, I found her dead. Johnny got his though, don’t worry about that. But whoever killed her made it look like she killed herself and I believe that the cops helped cover it up. I know my sister and she wasn’t like that at all. We told each other everything, and I mean e verything. ”
    Sebastian pulls out a knife from his pocket. “The police claim they found this at the crime scene beside her body. This was the knife that Carla had for protection because she was against guns. There were cuts on her wrists that show signs of suicide but I know that my sister wasn't suicidal.”
    “I know you believe that, Sebastian, I want to believe that too. Knowing who she was, she was too happy for that. But maybe Carla was depressed and going through a lot inside that nobody knew about, stuff she was afraid to tell anyone, even you. Maybe all of the damage that, that bastard, put her through, especially emotionally, just finally got to her,” I suggest.
    There were some things that Carla had told me about Johnny that I didn’t think anybody else knew about. He forced her into an abortion when he hit her at our families' last Christmas dinner together before shit went downhill. They had a fight and he took her outside, nobody saw what happened. Carla was too afraid to leave him. Little did Sebastian know that I could actually relate. But that was a topic that didn’t need to be brought up.
    Sebastian is very persistent. “No. I know my sister, and it wasn’t just a coincidence. Carla had a lot to live for and she knew it and had gotten stronger from the state she had been in emotionally because of him. She sought help and was actually working to do better. When you are that determined to succeed you wouldn’t just kill yourself.” He has a good point.
    Arguing with him is not going to get me anywhere. I’m here to listen, not to judge. After all, we all make mistakes and do things that we regret. I'm just really glad that he’s here right now, safe.
    “So what brought you back here then?”
    “Things had calmed down after I did my time in accelerated rehabilitation and eventually most of Gary's crew members were taken out by someone bigger from California. I knew that it may not be safe still but you are my only hope. Your brother, Dennis, had run into me one day and we had a conversation, about you. He told me how you were doing and stuff. I took mental notes and knew that I had to find you. If anyone could help me then it was obvious that it would be you. There isn’t anybody else in the world that can be trusted.”
    “Well I’m glad that you are here now.” It is clear to me that we still have a big part in each other’s hearts and that there is nothing that would ever change that. “But what happened tonight?”
    “Tonight was just a bad bar fight. I went out to have a drink somewhere else to give you some time. Well, that son of a bitch from the last time that I was at your bar had the same idea, the guy who touched your ass. He recognized me and wanted to fight. Trying to keep a low profile isn’t easy in this city anymore! So after some time of him not fucking off, I finally stood up to him. He pulled a knife on me so I knocked him on his ass with one punch to the face. His friend grabbed the knife from him and stabbed me as I turned around to walk away.”
    “Fucking asshole!” Damn guys always thinking that they have something to prove!
    “Yeah, but if you think this is bad, you should see that bastard’s face!” he laughs.
    My serious frown turns into a smile. I can’t help but laugh a little also.
    “Mommy. Mommy?” A soft voice calls from behind me.
    “I’m sorry, Honey, did mommy wake you? It’s okay, go back to sleep, Sweetie Pea.