The more Lola delved into the conflict between the Bellemonte family and the governor of Ashkar, the more she felt as though she was only scratching the surface of a much larger iceberg.
"Come on, boys!" she clapped, watching the bound Bellemonte men get carried out of the abandoned building. "Double time! We might get found out! That would be scary!"
Her unlucky hostages paused for a second and scowled at her.
Who barged in here of her own accord and dragged them into her suicide mission?
Who, instead of taking these men away immediately, decided to chat first?
And lastly—whose brilliant idea was it to bring these men along at all? She wasn't even helping!
Still, the men swallowed their bitterness and carried the bound Bellemonte soldiers like sacks of grain. The rescued men held their breath, stiff with tension, as they were hauled outside.
As they passed Lola, she offered them a gentle, almost apologetic smile.
