Eleven

Chapter 11

Adira

My vision wasn't the clearest anymore. That cognac was settling in now and everything was forty trillion times scarier.

I dipped two fingers into the mud water mixture I had created, and smeared identical streaks under the bags of my eyes. I had seen them do this in some action movies a few years back.

This was supposed to automatically make you a wilderness guru now right?

Something snapped a few hundred feet away from me that caused me to suddenly have goose pimples.

Twelve hours earlier...

The traffic this early in the morning was horrific. I hurried into the building, holding Mr. Lucian's coffee in my hand. I was five minutes late so I was really hoping that I wouldn't run into any trouble this time.

I really needed this job.

Just as I got to the elevator, I saw Mr. Lucian's private elevator open and he walked out.

He looked sideway and our eyes met.

"What took you so long?" He asked. It's been only five minutes, Gosh!