It was as if it was just now during the heat of it all that I could piece the puzzle together. Even if all of this person's face wasn't visible, I could recognize that attire anywhere.
It was almost as if she doesn't have a change of clothes.
The body she threw on the floor belonged to a woman wearing a sleeveless dress that had flower prints on it. She was too unconscious to lift her head for me to study her face.
Not that I cared about that anyway.
A lot was going on right now. Too intense for my brain to process.
Ajax looked taken aback that all of the muscles in his face had crept ugly. I staggered up, deciding to use the situation to my advantage.
A bit of Ajax's guard had dropped right now and this was the right time to strike.
"Your friend is lying wounded on the floor outside too. He sacrificed himself to help me capture her." She said to me, her voice sounding so familiar.
