Cia got up. She took the two blood red roses and placed them inside his jacket. She took her hat and put it back on. She looked at a very shocked Marcos, a smiling Caine and a very concerned Minoa.
[I see that you still play with your heart. Your emotions always play a hand in this. Why?]
"Because I HAVE a heart."
[You want to know why I had you kill him.]
"Yes, I do."
[You would've had to convince him to come otherwise. Also, to keep the ones hunting him from detecting him.]
"I see. Maybe you do have a small heart."
[I am just wise, Cia. You shall learn.]
Cia walked off and Caine followed her.
"You're very brave, Miss…"
"Angel."
"Miss Angel. If I were you and I was told to shoot somebody I cared about, I wouldn't be able to."
"Thank you. I must go now. Leave me and go back."
"Yes, Miss Angel."