The burial took place in the morning and soon Anastasia's body was left to rest.The Thompson's were shaken from this incident.The police recorded it as a hit and run case.
The incident that Annette had witnessed at the cafe was not a coincidence but a reality.
The red head whom she couldn't figure out had known Anastasia and somehow Annette had a strong feeling
that she had a hand in the sudden death of her friend.
She would have to find out about the red headed lady.William was now about one and a half years old.She found a nanny for him.Gail a young teenager was too happy to look after little William.
Annette decided to go to Carvin's.As she arrived at midday.A waiter came to take the order.
" Good afternoon ma'am." he greeted her.
" Good afternoon it seems to be deserted today.'said Annette.
" Well it's busy in the evenings and
weekends." he replied.
" Have you seen a red head here ?"
she inquired.
" Not that I know of,you could ask the manager," he replied curtly.
" I'll have a sandwich." she said.
" Will it be egg and ham or cheese and ham?" he asked.
" Cheese and ham," she replied.
As she waited, she watched the street through the French windows.It was a beautiful day as the sun disappeared behind the clouds.
She saw the manager talking to a few guests.He was thin and short and wore a coat ,white shirt and striped trousers .He seemed friendly.Perhaps he may have the answer to her questions.
Annette would have been less observant when all at once she saw
a red headed lady enter .She found a table and sat down.She took out a cigarette and lighting it began to smoke.She looked familiar and in a flash she recognised Roxette Tiphany.
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Where Do I Begin
Mystery / ThrillerA young regressionist finds one of her clients in deep turmoil and as she intervenes she discovers that she is in the grip of the perpetrator.Will she survive after she resolves to put an end to this entity?
