Lyle's P.O.V
We had just finished getting the chips from the inside of the present council's body. Amelia and I are on our way back to her villa. She says she didn't bring a car and wanted to walk with me home. She also told me, mind me, without me asking, that she's going to call her driver to get us if I were injured.
She holds my hand and leans in to my shoulder. I let go of her hand and use my other hand to hold her hand and put my arm on her shoulder. She sighs in content as we walk in a quiet neighborhood.
"You fought like a pro." she comments on my fighting techniques.
"I fight like a wimp." I laughed at my own self and she laughed with me.
"I didn't think we'd get this far. You know, you being considered a criminal." she laughs even louder this time.
"Isn't it thrilling?
