A week passed and she had heard nothing from anyone about the rat situation or about Arabella.
She sat in the kitchen nursing a glass of wine, good wine that she had finally received after ages and was taking her speech time in drinking it.
"Hey," Alexis poured herself a glass. "Good or sad?"
"Confused." She answered honestly.
"Hmm," Alexis took a sip. "I thought you would say to sleep but okay."
Ah, yes. It had been three days since she had been off the sleeping pills and most of the painkillers. Sometimes she found it difficult to fall asleep because being attacked twice did not sit well with anyone.
Evelyn shrugged. "Honestly I just thought of raiding your cellar for some good wine."
Alexis laughed loudly, "don't let Angelo hear that. He heads when anyone comes into his cellar unannounced. He actually put a lock on when Salvatore and Bella were growing up."
"Why?"