Lucia; a young and beautiful woman with her whole life ahead of her was shot dead protecting the biggest secret of her life.
Her three year old daughter, Kiara.
The circumstances of her death remain an unsolved case whilst Kiara is left without a...
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Much to Kian and officer Lopez' relief, the two were able to successfully put Kiara down in her bed for a nap.
"Maybe we should stay close by incase she wakes. We don't want her attempting the stairs now do we? They aren't exactly child friendly." The officer suggests.
And she is right.
The stairs in Rowan and Kian's penthouse, although aesthetically pleasing, are an accident waiting to happen for a child with such short and unstable legs.
"You're right. I'll add a baby gate to the list of things I need to order as soon as I have a moment free." Kian notes aloud.
"Although we can still head down to the living room and keep an eye on her. We have security cameras I can pull up on the TV." He explains.
"We?" She first questions.
"My brother Rowan and I live here together." Kian expands whilst she predictably takes note of this on her clipboard, humming in acknowledgement.
"Make sure he's in next time I visit. I think it's best I have a chat with him too since he lives here." Officer Lopez requests.
"Yes officer."
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The pair assume a deep discussion about Kian's plans and intentions surrounding Kiara.
Kian twines his hands together nervously throughout the entirety of the interrogation.
Which is what it was. Kian knew that much.
He spent the long and painful half an hour putting his heart on the line and basically begging the woman before him to believe how much he loves his daughter.
Whilst the receiving police woman's concerns were put to rest with every answer to her questions.
She had to refrain from reaching out and patting his shoulder multiple times to assure the jittery young actor. She noticed the sheen of nervous sweat causing his forehead to glimmer and the giveaway movement of his hands.
All of the gestures she was trained to recognise.
She knows he is an actor and a good one at that but deep down she can see the genuine innocence behind his every word.
She sets down the mug in her hands containing the remaining drizzles of luke warm coffee from the Wileys' luxurious coffee machine onto the coffee table and pats her knees, standing up.
