Mauled By A Bear
Kiera's POV(Continued)
I was tired, hungry, really close to tears and in a world of trouble if anyone so much as catches a glimpse of me in these parts.
But I had the crystal, though whatever use it’s meant for is lost on me.
Hopefully, Lord Chan will know what to do with this. But for now, detective Kiera was calling it a day.
Perhaps I should go to class? If nothing else, I could nap for a while the teacher was imparting knowledge on the other students. I passed a hand through my hair, scratching at my head. My hand came away wet. I had a cut on my temple.
Okay then, the first point of action now was to find a bathroom. Even without a mirror, I knew I looked a fright. The less disorganized I looked, the less the chances of being asked questions I couldn’t answer.