Chapter 19

The rest of the journey was smooth sailing; I even had the nerve of letting my hair out from the bun I styled it in. I could see Drake’s eyes trail it from root to tip as soon as he saw my hair. After some minutes of holding back, apparently trying to form the question, he asked:

“Didn’t know they did hair dyes in that place.”

“That’s because they don’t,” I snapped

“Hmm, how long have you been there?”

“A long time,” I said, closing my eyes. He must have gotten the message.

I had closed my eyes with the intention of draining the adrenaline from my system in order to relax, and then.

Some minutes later, he tapped me out of sleep, and I surveyed my surroundings, inwardly berating myself for having slept off.

“We’re here”

“Where is this?” I asked as some unknown feeling of anxiety filled my system, though I wondered what I was anxious about.

“Hey, cool it. You’re safe. There’s nothing to worry about. Well, apart from bed bugs. But I