''Oh! It's time.'' Smith's voice rang out, forcing Alex to look in his direction.
In Smith's hands was a picture of an ordinary-looking woman; she had long black hair and brown eyes with a mole on her lower lip. Sera's mother.
''She is Clementine, the woman I love the most. Unfortunately, she died, leaving me with a wonderful daughter I'd do anything for. So, hear my words, if you ever made her suffer, no matter where you're, I'll come at you and kill you, understood?"
''Don't worry, father-in-law, I promise you that I'll look after her and protect her,'' Alex replied with a smile.
''Good. You should get going.'' Smith said before telling Alex where he should go.
Alex nodded before leaving.
Smith sat in silence; he caressed Clementine's picture lovingly.