"Work. I needed some time to relax, that's why I came here."
Cristina looked a bit depressed and finished another glass of JD. Something must have come into her mind that made her thinking.
"Well, I think I slowly get what you are up to, Señor Dagon. But I have to tell you a story first..."
She grabbed an old picture out of her pocket and showed it to Meallan, two persons could be seen on it.
"That's me when I was eigtheen years old, the other person on it was my first love. I loved him so much and he did love me as well, at least that's what I was thinking..."
She suddenly stopped to talk, it seemed she was not really happy to talk about it.
"One day I found out that he betrayed me, I was hurt...I killed him."
She took the picture away and stored it again in her pocket and smirked.
