C23 - Once a believer.

"Do you want to tell me something, Ethan?"

Shanna followed him as he stepped outside. He rested his arms on the glass railings of the third floor. From above, he could see what was happening in the bar below.

He and his friends didn't mingle with strangers. They weren’t regular bar-goers. They only turned their private booth into a hideout.

"I feel like you have something you want to say but you’re hesitant," his cousin said, joining him. "Spill it, Ethan. Don't keep me guessing."

"In this place, Shanna?" He asked. They couldn’t even hear each other clearly.

Besides, if he were to talk to her, it wouldn’t be now when he had no proof of her mishandling the company’s money.

"Why not?" Just then, a bar attendant passed by them. "Hey, excuse me, give us a booth, please?"

"One moment, Ms. Montenegro," the attendant responded.

He looked at his cousin.

Shanna had grown up close to him. Among all his relatives, she was the only one he had a close bond with.

Shanna wasn’t the only child of hi