Chapter 94. Jonathan

Olive tried as hard as she could to think back, but the name Jonathan did not ring a bell. She didn’t remember all the names of the people she had been sent to harm, but at least something should have sparked a memory.

“Was he from the Balendin Pack?” she asked after about two minutes of racking her brain. Next, she heard the lock of the door turning, so she stood upright and faced it. The door swung open slowly to reveal a swollen, red-eyed Dolly. Her face was wet but still flushed, despite her having just washed it in the bathroom.

“Dolly,” Olive called out in both relief and sympathy as she rushed forward and embraced her. Dolly didn’t hug her back, but she leaned into her for support. She was incredibly weak. Olive patted her back for several seconds until Dolly stood upright.

“Come, let’s sit,” Olive whispered, holding her hand. She pulled her along gently,