Callen POV
‘What the hell is going on?’ I asked myself.
I was coming out of the building and then I ended up here. How did I let that happen? I have never seen these people before and yet they’re using me to get to someone else. I wouldn’t want to laugh in their faces because it would be rude, but if they know me like they pretend to, then they should know that no one cares if I’m alive or dead.
I must be going insane, or they’ve drugged me… well, that is what I’m hoping for, because it would be easier to explain what I’m seeing. How is this even possible? I was never one that believed in fairytales and myths, but this…
My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when Mayson was standing on two legs the one minute and suddenly, he stood on four. Maybe they are the ones using drugs.
