Balia was pulled all the way out of Smith's room. She was still filled with shock, staring back toward his suit as Senna hurried her along the corridor. He stopped when he got to the end, and before him stood two men all dressed in suits. From the looks of it, they recognized Senna.
"He's in his suit. Make sure he's properly taken care of. Be smart about it."
The men nodded and began to hurry down the hallway. Senna sighed and leaned against the wall before slipping his fingers into his hair.
"What the f**k is wrong with you, Balia?"
Balia looked down at her hand. She was trembling terribly. She couldn't get Smith's bloody face out of her head, and each time she remembered how much Senna had punched him, it made her whimper.
She looked at him, forcing a smile through her trembling ja
