Steve England looked at the portrait in his hands and felt guilty. Only God knows how he really felt. He needs to continue keeping a low profile, until the things get quieter. There is no turning back, not now. He walked over to the window and reflected on his beautiful surroundings. He had always loved magical Liverpool with its colossal construction. He got lost in his thoughts while contemplating the beautiful view. "I miss her so much, but I just can’t see her, it is too risky. But after all is over we will travel the world and spend the money. We will be so happy," he repeated over and over again as he was trying to believe his own words. There is only one thing that was true, he missed Lauren. Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Lauren Doop. Lauren was a beautiful woman, selfish, but beautiful, with big blue eyes, and curly blond hair. She was his lover for almost two years now. But only now she was really his. He was surprised about her visit. In his circumstances it will mean nothing good. Steve gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. But not even Steve was prepared for what Lauren had in store today. Lauren gave him a passionate kiss and he responded, but his mind was distant. "Did not you miss me Steve?" she said with a sweet voice. "Of course I did dear Lauren, I always miss you. Is just that we said that we were not see each other until all was resolved," he said, and the anxiety started showing in his face. "What brings you here?" "You may not like what I have to say," she said, looking down, "but they know what you did." "Stop kidding," he said. “I’m not kidding; how do you think I would joke with something of life or death? Literally!" she said ironically. “They found his diary under his bed, now they know about our romance, and guess who is the principal suspect for his death?” Steve could not believe what he was hearing, now he was the principal suspect of a