Tired of naming chapters

The evening sun cast its auburn rays into the hospital room, making the room lit with a shade of red natural light.

The two friends, Camelia and Jessica were sharing a carton of Pizza and fruit blends.

They had ordered it from the hospital canteens.

“This tastes so good,” Jessica moaned, while taking a huge bite off her Pizza.

“We are getting this executive treatment because Marcus paid for it all. Money is good,” Camelia chuckled and the two ladies laughed heartily. They were truly in their element.

The news flashed with the headlines of the crimes committed by Derek and the voice notes of him taken by Camelia was played on the TV.

“Look!” Jessica yelped with excitement, “isn't that Derek on the TV?”

Camelia was stunned to hear the recordings playing and turned to Jessica.

“Wait a minute, you saved the files I sent to you that day?”

Jessica smiled heartily. She had never told her that she had the file and had in fact given it to Marcus who in turn transferred it to the police.

“Yes.