As we waited for Jonathan to arrive, Mr. Zimba tried to speak to me a couple of times, but I kept on interrupting him. Now was not the time for that. All I needed to concentrate on was to take down Jonathan and save dear Amara. I had promised Sam I will bring his wife back, and I intended to keep my promise.
My mind raced. Paul was with Mateo in one room. Earlier, I interrupted their session. I didn’t really care what they were talking about. But I guess I was jealous. Kind of. Mateo had never really bonded with anyone else but me. And seeing him talking to Paul from time to time made me think Mateo had moved on.
I needed my Mateo back. I needed to go on one hunt with him. Just the two of us.
Ever since we began dealing with the Amara crisis, we had never gone on a hunt, just the two of
