Liberty looked at the envelope which was kept on the bar counter and then looked up at the man who had given it to her.
“Are you sure that this is what you want me to see Nicolai? And you have not made it up and you have got it from Leon and not made it up really?” asked Liberty with her voice sounding extremely shaky and scared.
“It is not what I want you to see Libby, that is what your mother used to call you, isn’t it? It is really not about me anymore. It is all about you and the truth of everything that you have been kept away from until now in your life. I know that this might be difficult but you have been always standing on the ledge waiting for someone to give you the push when in reality you should have jumped. Now I am here giving you the push but still you are not jumping in
