"Time?"
"We need to get to the crime scene and see what's going on."
I turned my head and stared at the door beside me. "What of Ted?"
"He can handle himself," Zara annotated and dragged me to a staircase at the end of the hallway.
A devil detective, has a nice tone to it.
Chapter 12
---Home for the elderlies
Ian's POV
I've got to admit, Zara was a horrible driver. The fact that we couldn't die, didn't give her enough reason to speed through the streets of Hammorog like we were cops on the chase.
We had reached the foundation home a few minutes ago and I still couldn't get my head straight. It felt like there were a thousand stars over it.
"That was fun right?" Zara flashed me a smile and c****d her black magnum.
"I think you don't know what the word fun means." I wrinkled my fa
