Chapter 15 Busted

• Eros sat on his balcony, watching Dimitra's red blinking track at Carlos' place. He was sure something was going on between those two. The night he was stabbed in the neck, he had seen them coming out of the restroom. He had brushed it off as nothing because Cassandra had also been there. But he had seen Dimitra going over to Carlos' place for the second time now, and she was always spending hours there. Dimitra didn't know that he had tracked her phone and sees her wherever she went unless she didn't go with her phone. He didn't bother tracking her all this while, it was none of his business where she went or where she didn't, she wasn't his business, and tracking her movement, would be a waste of his time. But he suspected that she was responsible for the death of the women he had been with.
• It was logical, she was the only one who could have the motive to do that, why would someone else kill the women he had sex with? Everyone knew he never cared about those women, and he was getting concerned because it was becoming too obvious, and he needed to know the reason why. Now, he had found out about another thing. Dimitra and Carlos. He smiled to himself and rubbed his stubble.
• "Those fools," he snarled.