“Where are you going?”

Oh shit!!! I can’t have anyone follow me else their life would be in danger.

I turn around slowly, my rage simmering down a little when I see Z’s lifeless eyes burning a hole in my head.

“Just a run, nothing unusual.” I lie through my teeth.

I cant have anyone know or follow me. It’s risky, and i want to do this by myself.

“Lying now, are we?” her voice isn’t smooth or free like normal.

This isn’t a Zara that I recognise, she looks different.

I haven’t seen her since Macho died. I take my time to study her.

She looks ragged, her hair...