Zephyr stepped out of the hotel, taking quick strides toward the crossroad. His pulse throbbed louder with every step, the hunch that someone was following him grew stronger, tightening around his chest. But his steps never faltered.
He clenched his fists tighter, willing in every urge to turn back. The terrifying visage of the man he had seen inside the hotel stuck like a glue to his mind. The atmosphere that surrounded him, it was unlike anything he'd ever felt.
Zephyr hastened into the cab packed outside the hotel. He closed the door, glancing out through the window as his gaze fell back on the hefty man.
But this time he wasn't alone. A lady stood beside him, the same attendant who had offered him breakfast at his apartment.
Zephyr's pulse thundered in his ears. A shiver gripped hi
