Movu took his phone and received Yanarym's information. He paused for a moment hearing a name. "Lawrence?"
"The detective?" Franco said and Movu just grinned, Lawrence? Huh… he doesn't need his information because Yanarym is his only goal. "No, I just need hers."
Lawrence was watching Yanarym's slumbering face while his car was parked on the available lot. He turned off the radio and maxed out the volume of the air conditioner. He was smiling from ear to ear and caressing her hair with full affection. For the past months, he's been living a dream, his job, his friends, his family, especially his love was all in the right places. It was like he was blessed for the whole year that everyone was going on his way.
