CLARA

'Just stay out of it.'

What am I? A fucking child?!

I recalled Roberto's voice from earlier and also my dad's. Their plan was obviously bigger than the whack-ass shit they told me.

Why won't they tell me?

Hopefully, it isn't anything dangerous or worse.

I'm so confused, I don't know if I'm worried, angry, confused, or all of them. I just want this to get over with and fast.

'Need a run?'

"I thought you'd never ask Rae," I smiled as I dropped my fork and stood up from the dining.

"I'll be out in the training ground," I told Maria who stood a few feet away from...