CHAPTER EIGHT

Naya began to walk briskly to the strange man and before she could even get to where he was, she heard him say in a domineering voice.

“Stop right there!" He ordered in a very cold voice that her feet remained rooted to the ground.

How did he even see her? Because he was looking outside obviously enjoying the scenery outside the window.

She saw him puff out smoke in his mouth as he asked again.

“What are you doing here?"

Naya fumbled, not knowing how to even react. She had lost her voice and couldn't speak. She only came to ask for directions from this man, but...