BIANCA'S POV
"It would be silly for him to send her to converse with us." Carlos voiced his considerations.
I took the Alphas' hands in mine once more, and we kept strolling towards the ocean side.
"In the event that it's not Roseline irritating you, it should be Rodriguez and Valdez 'demise," Fletcher said after a snapshot of calm, his tone serious.
I checked the ground out.
"I didn't know Valdez very well..."
"He was a tracker, so he wasn't in that frame of mind in time for every one of the dinners," Carlos affirmed. It seemed okay because I hadn't seen him a great deal.
"In any case, Rodriguez… I saw him staying at the city gate so often and presently he's… dead… due to a failed strategy I concocted."
"Bianca!" Fletcher squeezed my hand.
"You weren't the onl
