Chapter 78 Sword

• Callista.
• There it is. Morbidly, I pat myself on the back for guessing that before. Internally, of course. Externally, I stay frozen, staring at her with wide eyes. I don’t try to talk, because I had far too much experience with the skittish type wolves and did not want to set off the same person who admitted she wanted me dead for killing my sister who tried to kill me.
• Oh, man, I’m going to be offed by a sword in the middle of a hospital compound, aren’t I?