Adrian's POV
Bloody footprints and I know fully well they belong to Casandra. Once again, another annoying lead. I lifted my eyes. The trail continues till a sudden stop, but I do not need to be told where the leg leads to. If it is going, then she must have returned to the city just outside this thick forest. Better.
It would be much easier to find her that way. My men, who were behind, turned around their tricycles and followed me. We all gather around looking at the blood. I am almost certain that she is currently in the city, but I consider the fact that she might want to take a different route, so she is not easily found. That would be another plausible idea, so she does not lead her enemies or the person I think he is. I almost smack myself on the head, I can sniff out her scent.
