"Call Mr. Black here. Tell him that Lazarus wants to see him. And I won't get in the car with you, Khalid. I won't get in the car until I don't get the answer to my question." I repeated when Khalid asked me to sit in the car for the thirteenth time now.
"Why are you adamant on getting the answers that would only hurt you in the end, Lazarus? Certain questions are better left unanswered." Khalid said, making me scoff at him.
"So David wasn't wrong when he told me that Hades is probably with me to just end me like each one of the bloody resident of the South!" I shouted, my throat ached badly as I shook my head and laughed at my own misery.
"Everything is not as we think it is, Lazarus. No matter what assignment Mr. Black had, he isn't here to hurt you. He cares a lot for me. He loves
