Ziana anxiously sat in the ambulance, her heart pounding as the paramedic checked her vitals. Her eyes shifted to Zayden, who was being interrogated by the police, accompanied by the car owner they had accidentally scratched during their catfight. She hoped they wouldn't press charges against her, as that could complicate her upcoming interview, where past case records had to be submitted.
The paramedic asked, "Are you hurt anywhere?" as they monitored her oxygen levels and blood pressure. Ziana shook her head. It was a minor accident, where no one was harmed, but her worries persisted when Zayden turned towards her, shooting her a glare.
This reaper might kill her tonight! She gulped, as he suddenly appeared like a genuine grim reaper—some skeleton wearing a cloak, holding a scythe, ready to claim their souls.