"That's it?" Roman asked.
"The interviewer goes on to say," she continued reading. "Eliśa, a woman with many talents and a bright future ahead of herself, can't seem to keep a smile whenever her husband is mentioned. We all know firsthand that no marriage is perfect, but it's clear that there's something in Figueroa's marriage that doesn't seem right. Call me passive, but I think there's a lot more digging to do. Which begs the question, how well do we know our city investor, Cory Figueroa?"
"What's the interviewer's name?"
"Jane Gwendolyn," Zadia answered.
Roman searched up the name and frowned upon seeing the results. "Jane Gwendolyn, a local blogger found dead after a home invasion." He read the latest headline. Zadia gulped. "When was that interview released?"
"Exactly seven months ago."
"She was found dead around that time too." He let out, connecting the dots. "Cortez had her killed."
"Can we use all of this as proof?"
"It could be tricky, but yes. We can." Roman turned his head slightly. "Did Abel come back from his laps?"
Zadia nodded. "He did, he snuck off into the shower." She told him. "Find anything?"
"Nothing too serious. Everything on here takes a while to sort out because it's scrambled around." He answered, clicking on the rest of the messages that he was able to scavenge. There was a glint in his eyes as he began reading them, and Zadia caught it.
She was way too focused on his face and when she caught herself, she quickly looked back down at the tablet. Zadia was curious, more curious than she'd ever been in her entire life about someone. As much as it pained her to admit it, there was more to Roman than he led on and she wanted to know why.
Why he functioned the way he did?
Why he choose this lifestyle?
It was all just pure curiosity. Nothing more...
She tapped the tablet screen, opening a new web page. She typed Eliśa's full name and hit enter. Once the page loaded, her eyes scanned the results, stopping where the label 'family' was written. It was nearly blank. No one but Cory's name was in the small box. It somewhat made sense why Roman wasn't listed. From what she put together, she doubted Roman's line of work allowed anyone to know he had a family. "Can I ask you a personal question?" She asked out of the blue.
Roman did something with his face and Zadia couldn't determine if it was a scowl or him expressing his distaste for the question. "No." He answered abruptly, his eyes still on her.
"Where do you see yourself in five years?" Zadia asked anyway.
Roman rolled his eyes. "What was the point in asking me if you were still gonna ask me anyways?"
"I'm curious and I knew you were gonna say no."
He looked away briefly, scrolling down. "You know what they say, curiosity killed the cat." He mumbled.
"Well, it's a good thing I'm not a cat then," Zadia replied and the both of them gazed at each other, their eyes in some sort of contest.
When Roman saw that she wasn't going to let this go, he frowned. It was hard for him to wrap his mind around someone annoying him the way she did. He'd never experienced it before and it bothered him. "Mexico." He answered, eventually. "That's where I see myself in five years."
Zadia's eyebrows raised. "Seriously, that's it? Just in Mexico? No detail or nothing?"
His frown deepened. "Why do you wanna know so bad?"
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