A Tool For Whom? {3/5}

Hazel looked at him and at the masked lady who walked away from the boxes carefully and innocently as if she had not just poisoned someone.

But unfortunately, she could not just let this woman go without doing something. At most, she was supposed to unveil her face so that she could recognise her if she escapes. "Wait there, you criminal! Where do you think you are heading to?" Hazel did her best to sound tough when deep down, she was scared of what this woman could do to her. It was the full moon, and she was sure that this female werewolf could snap her head off with the length of her claws which might grow soon enough.

The lady stopped without turning back to face her.

"Who are you? And who sent you here?" She asked, her face almost sweaty in tension as she waited for any response. She knew the fact that this woman would not tell her anything but then, she was waiting for a clue until she heard the lady talk,