Word on the streets says there’s bodies
Meanwhile at Zafron's house, he was nearly finished with his meal, enjoying the last few bites as Mara sat across from him, her eyes still filled with concern.
"You know," Mara began, her voice soft but trembling slightly, "when I saw you last night, all battered and bruised, I was terrified. I thought... I thought we might lose you."
Zafron looked up, meeting her worried gaze. "I'm sorry I scared you," he said gently.
Mara shook her head, continuing, "It was awful, Zafron. You were barely conscious. I've never felt so helpless in my life..... except for the time Gustavo almost killed you."
As Zafron opened his mouth to respond, a sudden knock at the door made them both freeze.
The room fell silent, the only sound the faint clattering of dishes from the kitchen where Matilda was tidying up.
A moment passed, and then another knock, more insistent this time.