Rita's POV
I just got a call from the police that they are still in the case but I can sense that they think it's a theft gone wrong. I know it's not true.
I just washed my face in front of the stained mirror in my tiny room. Too much was going on, and I've been crying so hard.
I called Esmeralda and she picked up when the call was about to end. "What?" She said rudely, I had to check the screen to make sure I didn't call the wrong number.
"It's Rita." Maybe she doesn't know that I'm the one.
"I am aware of that. Why are you calling me, loud mouth?"
"Why would you call me that, Esmeralda? What you're saying isn't fair."
"Give me a break, Rita. You know my daughter told me that you weren't too keen about her relationship with Rocco. I'm sure that you would jump at the opportunity if it was given to you."
"Why would you say a thing like that? She was like my sister. I knew that relationship wasn't good for her."
