Chapter Fifteen
Sarah“For a male who says he does not like trouble, you find plenty of it,” Kenth said, striding down the ship’s ramp.
Four additional guards followed. Their uniforms were stained and disheveled after a long night. Kenth wore the same uniform as yesterday, complete with bullet hole and bloodstain. Among the guards, Sarah recognized Luca, the guard who took her phone for examination.
“You’re alive!” Sarah rose to her feet, stiff and all her muscles aching. Last night’s promise of a bruise turned into a deep violet splotch covering her hip and part of her stomach, matching the ones on her arms. Honestly, the busted lip and swollen cheek hurt worse.
Ghost crowded in front of Sarah, pressing into her to get her to back up. He growled, his shadows doing a thing. He appeared
