Angelo kept on glancing at Zoey who was sitting on the front passenger. She had been oddly silent from the time they had left office. For some reason, he was bothered as her last remarks earlier kept repeating inside his mind.
"Are you okay?" When Angelo couldn't take the silence anymore, he asked with his eyes on the road.
Zoey who was staring at the road ahead, light flashing on her face blinked ever so slowly. "No." Her tone blank, her fingers cracking as she stretched them. "Not at all." She repeated, clarifying her thoughts at the moment.
The thought of Inigo time-traveling just like her concerned her to a different degree. She didn't know how and if it was possible, but Zoey wasn't stupid not to put the pieces together. After all, who in their right mind would dispose of people with the reason they would betray them in this particular year?
