" Remember Martha! Remember the girl I killed to save my own worthless hide, Angelina! Remember that I killed her! I belong here paying my debt. And y...u belong in the free world. All I ask is that you do not forget me. As long as I know there is even a tiny corner of your mind where my memory lingers, I shall be content." You can rest assured about that last point, darling."Then they were taken to the latest dig. In the first week Lilly had asked Angelina why the members of the chain gang wore. Gratuating at the top of her class and in charge of numerous high-profile cases she was set to attain great things in her career, and with her fiancee and fellow FBI agent her life couldn't have been more perfect. All that was before his brutal murder at the hands of one of the country's most powerful mob bosses. The man had smiled at her, his hands covered with her lover's blood as he'd laughed and walked away leaving a shattered shell where the bright, intelligent and beautiful woman had once. It sure is. I glared at Chaun and he smirked and continued to eat his food. Okay, whats going on between you two? Youve been staring at each other all through dinner. Well, I was just- Nothing! I interrupted him. Yea, yea. She rolled her eyes. Kamille, your room is across from the bathroom. Great. I thought. Right next to Chauns room. I dont have anything to sleep in. Chaun will lend you one of his shirts and I have a cute dress you can have. Okay cool. When everyone was done eating, I offered. Sundays we had only half a day together, then I would go back to wherever I was working, catching up on my sleep Sunday night.She was twenty two and still living at home with her parents. I was twenty two and the company I worked for had me supervising small projects all over the south east.I had a large garage apartment near her home in the city of Homewood area a surburb to Birmingham Alabama.I called Ann when I got home from Atlanta late Friday night and made a date with her for the next.