Chapter 13
Zina whipped around, straight into a chloro–soaked rag. She instantly shoved hard, diving backward between the seats. In one fluid move, she grabbed the attacker’s wrist and yanked him down.
A silver needle shot out. The man howled instantly, hands clamping over his eyes. “My eyes!”
Tuning out the man’s howls, Zina slipped free from the driver’s seat and swung the back door open.
Still scanning the area, Zina noted how all that racket hadn’t drawn a soul.
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‘Not half bad for a hiding spot. Zina thought. With a quick nod, she hauled the dead weight of the man onto the pavement.
Sweat beaded up on the man’s forehead. Blinding pain locked him in place. Even straining with everything he had, he could barely make out shapes.________
A thud.
A punch straight into his face sent him down, out cold.
With that done, Zina dusted off her hands and shot a look of disgust at the guy sprawled on the ground like a limp sack. “Pathetic. What was Lydia even thinking digging up trash like you?”
Zina’s gaze flickered over the man before catching on his tail ring.
Using the chloro–rag, Zina snagged the ring and tossed it into her pocket before driving off.
Unnoticed in the shadows sat a Panamera, and Kellan’s icy gaze.
Kellan had watched Zina’s moves clearly. Silver needle work was identical to the Masked Doctor’s. Could she be… ?
A spark of interest lit Kellan’s smile. ‘Now this is getting good. he thought.
Zina got home fairly late, but the family was still in the living room, dinner not yet served.
At the sound of the door, Lydia whipped around, then her eyes went wide. “You’re back!” she blurted, “Alive and well?”
“Lydia, is that any way to talk to your sister?” Yvonne frowned at Lydia, then glanced past Zina. “Where’s the bodyguard?” Why are you back alone?”
“He just vanished,” Zina murmured, looking down as if a bit lost.
Fury flashed in Yvonne’s eyes. “Lydia swore he was top–notch. We trusted him in our home all this time, and he pulls this. When he shows his face, cut his final check and let him go. No excuses.”
“Mom, what if something’s off here?” Lydia forced herself to plead, “After all his years with us–just letting him go like that? He’ll never land another job….
Every line of Yvonne’s face was tightened. “What could possibly be off?” she cut in before Lydia could finish.
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Lydia swallowed her words. In a shadowed corner unseen by the rest, her eyes burned holes into Zina.
Zina shot Lydia a look and gave a thin smile. Then turned to Yvonne, “Mrs. Lambert, I’ll freshen up my stuff upstairs.”
“Sure. You must be beat,” Yvonne stepped aside quick. “Tidy up then grab a bite with us.” Her eyes trailed Zina up the stairs, lingering like she might vanish.
After Zina left home, Yvonne felt like there was a hole in her heart. She kept worrying Zina might be gone for good. Only now, seeing Zina back again, did she finally feel whole.
Yvonne made up her mind. It was high time to let everyone know about Zina.
Seeing Yvonne spaced out, Lydia seized the moment to sneak upstairs.
At that very moment, Zina had just put away her notebook and was about to change when urgent knocking suddenly pounded on her door.
With a devilish curl of her lips, Zina swung the door open. A figure tumbled in head over heels, thrown off balance by the sudden movement.
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