An air of quiet fury descended in the room, and for those couple seconds, it seemed like nothing was going to happen. As Lucia looked from Ezekiele to her uncle, Jeremy, the two men only had eyes on each other, staring each other down.  While there was fury on Jeremy’s face, Ezekiele had on a simple smile. Anyone just arriving at the scene would never know that he’d slapped someone just moments ago.  “You bastard!” Jeremy, having had enough of nursing his bruised cheek and pride, made to rush an attack at Ezekiele. He was only able to move a few seconds before he stopped again with wide, shocked eyes. Next to him, Lucia’s mouth fell open with a louder gasp.  The night had just begun, but Jeremy had already been slapped twice. 

The covering of the dark night followed Ezekiele as he went out of the Rovings house to the location Giacomo asked to meet at. In ample time, he arrived at a diner at the outskirts of town. At that late hour, the inside was bustling. As Ezekiele walked in, his eyes immediately fell on the table Giacomo was seated at the back of the room. Other than that, he took note of everyone else in order to ascertain whether or not there were any suspicious persons around. The other people seemed to be regular diners, but Ezekiele didn’t let his guard down. When he reached Giacomo’s table, he leisurely pushed back his coat and lowered himself onto the chair opposite with a carefree smile.It was a bit careless of him to be alone, Ezekiele thought as stared at the top of the other man’s head. Giacomo was typing into his phone with his head faced down, but Ezekiele knew he was aware of his presence. The silence stretched for some time before Ezekiele spoke. "You claim that I have something of yo

Upon hearing the charges that were brought against him, Ezekiele’s smile widened. He’d suspected that Giacomo would make a move soon, and sure enough, he was using Emilia to do his dirty work. And she looked very happy to be a part of it.  Taking his eyes off of Emilia, Ezekiele looked at the unsmiling officer with the gun. “Be careful with that thing. You wouldn’t want to fire it by mistake, huh?” He acted like he didn’t hear, but the other police officer, who opened the door, then proceeded to put handcuffs around Ezekiele’s wrists. A bit overkill since he was already prepared to go with them, Ezekiele thought but didn’t argue.  “Ezekiele Moretti, you’re being arrested under the suspicion of sexual and p

“It’s okay, Brian. These things don’t really bother me.” Ezekiele laughed at Emilia’s dumbfounded expression before addressing Brian again. “Someone will be here to pick me up soon, so you can go back. Remember what I told you.”The older man withdrew his gaze from Emilia as Ezekiele spoke to him. After, he gave a nod of understanding and went back into police station. This left the accuser and the accused together. Ezekiele didn’t pay Emilia any mind. Instead, his eyes roamed around the parking lot of the station to try and find his ride. Sure enough, moments later, he spotted a black BMW that was parked a good distance away from the other cars. “Just how the hell did you get out?”As if just recalling that she was still standing there, Ezekiele’s gaze turned to the distressed looking Emilia. He pursed his lips, as if deep in thought before answering, “I’m innocent…Why wouldn’t I be let out?”Going down the steps, Ezekiele heard the telltale signs that Emilia was following him, s