Yuna POV
I had left the hostel much earlier than the others would have even woken up. I needed to see what my new job entailed, and I wanted to work every hour to make the most of it.
And the busier I was, the better I felt about myself. By that, I mean I didn’t think about that night, or those haunting chuckles.
“This is where you will be working,” Maximus stated, standing beside me and showing me a garage next to an abandoned building.
I didn’t know what part of town it was, but there seemed to be deserted houses and structures around. He had driven me here when I met up with him in front of the academy in the morning.
It was a huge garage where he had some old cars and several wooden tables scattered with an assortment of tools.
“When was the last time someone cleaned your garage
