Lisa stopped in her tracks on the way to Vincardine when she sensed something strange around her. Her careful eyes observed her surroundings but found nothing suspicious.
Yet she couldn't shake off that nagging feeling at the back of her mind. Gulping down her spit and wiping the sweat, she again took a few steps forward, only to halt once more.
No, something was definitely wrong!
She looked around, and her eyes settled on a wooden stick to the side of the road. Not ready to take any chances, she picked it up and held it tightly in her hands. She waited for a minute, ready for an unexpected attack, but nothing happened.
Perhaps she was being paranoid because of her fear of Darius. She turned around in Vincardine's way to resume her journey, only to receive a tight slap on her left cheek.
The movement was so sudden and out of the blue that she lost her balance and fell to the ground, scraping her elbow in the process. Her hold on the wooden stick loosened.