Chapter 11
Shackled Mind
The tingling at her neck was at an all-time high, running down her spine to spark the heat in her abdomen. The familiar feeling only increased the panic in her mind.
No, not here! Kinza thought to herself. The ubir had started running toward her, there was a minuscule chance that he desperately wanted to talk to Marcus, but she wasn’t willing to bet her life on it.
“I’m going to have to ask you to hand in your nametag and uniform, Miss—” Marcus started.
“I’m so sorry about this!” she shouted and stuck out her leg, causing one of the waitstaff walking by them to trip right into Marcus, both of them landing in a heap and causing a blockage in the hallway. “Sorry!” she shouted again and turned and ran.
The ubir would have to stop and pick his way around the jumb
