“Who are you?” Astra leaned on the counter looking down at the wanted poster.
The man looked so familiar, and yet she couldn’t put a name to the face. Who was this man and why where the police looking for him?
The man had black hair that fell into his eyes, and a beard that covered the lower half of his face. His eyes where a beautiful hazel colour and the way they looked out at you was so familiar.
She could feel it in her bones, she knew this man, but from where?
Groaning, Astra snatched the wanted poster from the counter. Walking down the hall and into her bedroom she crumpled it up and tossed it into the drawer of her nightstand.
Storming out of her room into the living room Astra shoved her feet into her shoes. Grabbing her blue leather jacket tossing it on. Swinging the fron
