Mia’s pov
I paced back and forth in my room trying to figure something out, but my mind was blank. I dismantled my gun and put it back into the suitcase before going in for a shower.
My stomach grumbled over and over again and I left the room to find something for my stomach. All the staff had retired for the night and the kitchen was empty.
But I couldn’t go to bed on an empty stomach. So I turned the kitchen lights on and went into the pantry to find something I could make.
As I stared at the ingredients in the pantry, nothing enticed me. I eventually decided on pasta and picked out the things I needed before returning to the kitchen.
The last time I made a meal was at my father’s house, but I had the recipe at the tip of my fingers.
I quickly got to work while making sure to
