Zique looked towards Damion who walked casually into Gabe’s room where he was still staying. His hands were in his pockets, eyes squinted into tiny beads. “What exactly are you planning? And you went and saw Kiara, right? How is she?

Zique shrugged. “I’m not planning anything major.”

“And Kiara...?”

“She’s fine.”

“Fine...? I don’t think she is. Gabe is right, though I already contacted Shontelle I don’t think you should go through with whatever you’re planning. I haven’t yet forgiven Kiara for