Brian was able to take miss Lucy to her room after much of her gibberish words, he laid her down on the bed although, was still awake and this time around sobbing quietly, he heaved a sigh wanting to leave, but he couldn't just let her alone crying for what he doesn't know anything about.
“Lucy…” He muttered, seating close to her and she cuddled herself.
“I'm tired…” She wailed, crying loud with irritates him.
“Yeah you sure are” he added, not knowing why she even said that.
“Do you think I'm evil?” She questioned seating upright on the bed. He didn't respond and advised she goes to bed.
“You asked me what job I do before becoming an actress, I guess you got your suspicion on me at the casino”. He nodded, folding his arm, she chuckled as her eyes were drowsy now.
“It's so hard but I got no choice, I just needed something doing” she soled yawning annoyingly as he watched her curiously.
“Those men… Brian…they had me like rag!… I cried…for help each night” she pointed at the wall as Brian became speechless staring at her. She held him on the arm, scared as she winced.
“Rodger was the boss then, selling girls off as prostitutes or strippers, and I…was just there wishing and praying that I escaped alongside with friends I met…”
“How.did.you…ever get there?” He stressed, still finding it hard to believe what she said. Miss Lucy had run away from home as a farm girl, she hated what her family does and decided to pursue her dreaming. But along the line, she had no one in the city and had to do menial works to survive; however, luck shined on her when she got informed an audition was coming up close to where she works and miss Lucy decided to give it a try yet inspite of being chosen, an affluent daughter was picked up. It got her pissed off as many trials got her giving up, and she intended to venture into prostitution. However, she denied the job and decided to leave, but the lady in charge saw her as a costly commodity and made every possible means to keep her. There she met Dons and mafias who usual wants to spend the night with only her, she also did dirty jobs to get high pays such as smuggling of drugs. Miss Lucy after spending three years here, sought a way to escape with the other girls although, some lost their lives in the process, but she survived and got engaged to a conglomerate for a year who helped her get acting scenes and gradually pursue her dreams, but he suddenly died on New Year's Eve which was only known to miss Lucy because they were the only ones in the house.
“Whose Julie's father?” Brian asked, turning his gaze at miss Lucy who had fallen asleep with her head on his shoulder. He was suddenly feeling sad for her and even though she wasn't done talking, he knew the rest of the tale by just guessing. He laid her down gently as strain of tears still fell from her eyes. Brian walked out of the room to the study, even though she went through a lot, doesn't mean she should become a murderer. He opened his book which had records of her and the chip which had the footage of what happened to Keva only that it wasn't clear yet all accusing fingers pointed to her. What if she wasn't the one who actually shot at keva but someone else because she was pointing the gun at keva not shooting. He glanced at the other footage which has miss Lucy coming out from the room which Clara was killed at the exact time which the event took place, and now she mentioned the conglomerate, no one knew she was married except it was a secret idea which only mean rumors could have a slight truth in them. Brian quickly stood up and messaged someone, and he got his reply an hour later. It was already 4'0 clock and Brian was up all night digging into miss Lucy's case. He came up with the conclusion that she killed her supposed husband without a trace of suspicion, which was now making the case more complicated because the question begging for answer was why killing a man to boost you to limelight? Brian yawned while checking his time, he was going to take his day off today, so he could find more facts. He came out looking at his door and he found miss Lucy in a bathrobe with a towel tied on her hair. He kept staring at her because the doorbell rang, possibly a delivery, and she was going to receive whatsoever that was.
“Brian!” She called, and he pretended not to hear while sneaking to his room.
“I saw you!” She yelled laughing, and he stormed towards her, collecting the two large box from her and also sighing.
“Did you smuggle someone in these boxes” she teased, assisting him, and he grinned at her.
“Why are you dressed in this?” He diverted, dropping the boxes close to his study room.
“If you had replied the Knock… I would have been done from the bathroom” she barked, kicking the box hard.
“Hey stop that! There are important tools in here trouble lady!” He sneered, rubbing the part she kicked and miss Lucy smirked at him while walking away. He glanced at her as she marched towards her room while opening his door, he was aching on the head because of late night sleep because of a suspect living in his house who wasn't ready to admit her crimes yet. Brian rubbed his chest hard and began to cough, he was feeling pain as he rushed into the room and scattered everywhere looking for an inhaler but couldn't get one. He was gasping for help as no one was in the house except him and miss Lucy, Brian dragged his legs towards his room to see if the inhaler might be there, but it wasn't there either.