Lilith.

A dazed look settled on my face as her accusations hit me like a mighty bulldozer.

Thief?!

“Clearly, you are mistaken,” I replied, my heart racing as I started to feel uncomfortable.

My palms grew sweaty, and my fingers began to tremble.

Fear clung to me like a second skin, making my breath fast and shaky as I stared at the unfriendly assistant glaring at me with disdain and irritation.

“I am not mistaken, and I have never been mistaken. I know a thief when I see one,” she blurted in a dangerously low tone as a wicked grin spread across her face.

I couldn't believe what was happening....