It hadn’t been long since Samara had just seen Walden, why could he be possibly sending for her again? She wondered. Something must have popped up in between those few minutes. What could it be?
She stepped into the court. “You sent for me, sire?”
Walden nodded, “yes, please take a seat.”
“Is there any problem?”
“Yes, there is.”
Her heart leaped. What could it be? “What is it, sire?”
Walden’s eyes scrutinized her as he spoke, “on the night of your kidnap, you were with someone…”
She nodded her head, “yes, I was with my assistant, Raymond.”
“Samara, I’m still not very clear on what happened the night you were kidnapped. I’m still searching for answers, especially the one which explains the reason why you and him were out so late at night, long outside of patrol hours.”
“Raymon
