Deirdre wanted to go back to Kyran's side as soon as possible. What if he was thirsty? There was no one who could bring him water.

Maeve’s eyes were red around the rims as she stammered, “Miss McKinnon—”

“What took you so long, you slowpoke!> Don’t you know that we’re rushing for time?”

Suddenly, a voice erupted behind Deirdre. The voice sounded like that of a thug, and once he got closer, Deirdre was assaulted by a strong smell of cigarettes.

The man observed Deirdre and asked, “Are you sur