"I don't want to eat anything! Especially from you!" Mara shouts at Nina and stomps back to her room. Fabian comes to the kitchen with half-lidded eyes as he woke up because of all the commotion.

"What is all this fuss about?" Fabian says making coffee.

"Miss Mara is refusing to eat breakfast. She did not even have dinner last night and Miss Nina here is trying....." Amber says but Fabian stops her.

"She is not a kid anymore. She will eat when she feels like it. Don't force her."

Nina glares at him, "I am not like you. I can't see my sister starve to death." She takes the plate and goes to Mara's room, knocking, "Mara, can I come in?" There was no answer so she entered. After a few muffled voices, they heard something crash and Nina was pushed out of the room. She had tears in her eyes. Trisha goes to hold her.

"Miss, please don't think much about it. We will try to feed her."

Nina nods and sits on the chair, sniffling. Fabian was just enjoying the show. After some time, even Amber and Trisha come out of Mara's room, dejected. Nina looks at them hopefully but they just nod.

"Maybe Miss is not in the mood to eat right now. We should wait until she feels like to." Amber says consoling Nina.

Fabian closes the newspaper and stands up. He takes the plate and goes to Mara's room.

"You don't have to care so much for us." Nina scoffs but Fabian ignores her and goes to her room.

After almost an hour, Fabian comes out with an empty plate and smirks at Nina.

"You see? Things happen when you are not around." This enraged Nina and she burst.

"At least people don't get murdered when I am around!" and stomps back to her room, slamming the door shut.

Fabian looks at her with a confused expression. How does she know about it? He calls up Alphie.

"Shit voicemail!" Fabian slams the phone on his bed. He sees the card Patricia gave him. The access card to Williamson Castle. He never meant to use it but...but he had to know this.

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Fabian takes a deep breath before knocking on her door.

"Come in." Patricia says.

"Uh...good morning ma'am." Fabian bows.

"Oh, Fabian...nice to see you so early in the morning. And please, just call me Patricia."

"Okay Patricia, I had some questions."

"I would have thought you were a fool if you didn't. Shoot."

"What do you know about me?"

Patricia looks at him with a confused expression but Fabian's intimidating look says it all. She sighs and gets up from her seat. She tells Fabian to look at the screen on his right and she plays something.

Fabian was shocked. It was the video of that day. The day Haseena died. It showed how she came out of the tent and the soldiers held her. One of the official's men kept a gun on her head and shot her. A little far away Fabian could see himself running to protect her but he was stopped by his seniors. Patricia closed the video.

"What...how...do you...have these...?" Fabian looks at Patricia with rage in his eyes.

"Calm down Fabian." Patricia says going back to her seat.

"How the fuck can I calm down? You better tell me why you hired me? Was it because you wanted to hand me over to the cops?"

"I won't get anything from handing you over to the cops when you have done nothing wrong. You see, this office is not an ordinary one. It is the home of one of the best intelligence services in this world. It is one of its kinds. I use this to....how shall I put this....keep an eye around me."

"You mean spying?" Fabian asks dumbstruck.

"Kind of. The people who killed your girlfriend....we are keeping an eye on them. We don't know who they are but we are guessing."

"Who are they?" Fabian says, boiling with anger. The reason for his research was this. To find the real killers of Haseena. And he couldn't believe he was so close to the answer.

"He or she, we are not sure of it. I see you have done a lot of research yourself too." Patricia shows Fabian's old apartment photos which had various news articles and papers lying around. "I thought if we work together, we could find them faster."

"But what will you get by helping me?" Fabian looks at her, confused.

"Answers. We have some suspicions but they are not of your concern. Fabian, I know how the seniors framed you for her murder, but we here, we will help you get to those culprits. The ones who killed your Haseena."

Fabian shudders at the mention of her name.

FLASHBACK

"Hey...Haseena...I was thinking that.....why don't we.....I mean after my training is over...why don't we...." Fabian blushes but Haseena completes his sentence.

"Why don't we run away?"

Fabian looks at her shocked but nods saying, "I mean not run away....I can resign after my training and you can quit your job as the translator...."

"Why do you want me to quit my job?" Haseena asks in a challenging tone.

"It's because I don't like how you put yourself in dangerous situations all the time. The translators are always the ones who get shot for anything confidential and I don't...don't want to lose you....."

Haseena suddenly kisses Fabian which takes him by shock, but then he deepens the kiss with his hands around her waist, her hands on his neck. He did not want this moment to end. He wanted to start his life with her. Away from all this.

"Hey, yo...yo hoooo......would you guys get a room?" A comrade of Fabian shouts and they pull away. Fabian could have killed anyone right now who would have disturbed them but it seems like the comrade has some news, especially for Haseena.

"They want you for the translation." He says pointing at her.

"Okay. I'll be there in a minute." She turns to Fabian and gives him the most breathtaking smile ever. Fabian was sure that his heart skipped a beat.

She walks away and little did he know this was the last time he will ever see this smile.

FLASHBACK ENDS

"Fabian, Fabian, are you alright?" Patricia snaps him from his thoughts.

"Uh yes...what...what were you saying again?"

"I was saying that we can find the culprits here. You must keep doing your job so no one suspects you. Deal?" Patricia says with her hand forward.

"Deal. But I have one issue."

"What is it?"

"Nina Martin. I can't stay with her. She hates me for no particular reason and it is difficult to work with her. She says she can protect herself and I don't mind that."

"Don't worry. I'll look into the matter. Anything else?" Patricia says, looking at her papers. She seems busy. Fabian has so many questions but he decides to find answers on his own. He bows and remarks before leaving, "Never knew such an average looking office can have so much going inside of it."

"Looks can be deceiving." Patricia says when he closes the door.

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"How many times do I have to tell you to behave?" Patricia shouts at Nina.

After Fabian went, she called in Nina to confront her. Nina was also fuming with anger.

"That bastard. Why did he have to rat me out like this? Are we 11-year-old kids?"

"He isn't. But you are acting like one. Why don't you let him do his job?" Patricia bangs her fist on the table.

"Because he works with you! Because you hired him! And I don't trust anyone related to you!"

Patricia slaps Nina right across her face and she falls with her head hitting the corner of the table. A little blood oozed from her forehead. Patricia bends down to be face to face to her and threatens her,

"Don't forget that Mara is still our prisoner. She hates you and I can still manipulate her. One wrong step and your sister will be dead." She pushes Nina to the ground and gets up. "Behave with him. If he quits, your sister is dead. Now go. I don't have the whole day to waste on you." She returns to her chair.

Nina gets up on her wobbling legs and stomps out of the office. She wants to cry but can't. She misses her mom.

As she presses the elevator button, she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turns to see who it was.

"I am happy that you are finally here." Jerome says with tears in his eyes. Nina violently brushes his hand off of her and turns to meet her father after years.