Cheryl POV.
I did not know why Renzo, Marco, Nicco looked at each other, as though they were hiding something when I was telling them about Sofia. Did they know her? Or have they been hearing about her too? If not, why would they look at each other in that manner?
Whatever the case, I hope we get to find her soon and she should explain to us what the killing was all about.
I let a tired sign with frustration on my face as I shut my personal laptop that was on top of the desk, same as the desktop. I took my black backpack that has been on the marble floor all day and put the laptop inside. Once that was done, I draped it on my back and readjusting the strap so that it could stay steady on my back. It was more than time and this girl was always late as always.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!