Jin glared at Sylvia as she stood before him. Ashton kept his distance, lest she attacked. After fall, he didn't know what ability she possessed. And after what happened, he had been ridiculously assuming everything was a demon.
Was Sylvia to be trusted?
Jin scrutinized her. His eyes swept her from head to toe. 'A trap' he thought. He shook his head. He was tempted to hit her. But he relented. He wasn't that evil … not yet.
"Speak!" Jin demanded, his eyes beginning to glow again.
She flinched again; averting her silver, snowy eyes which Jin could not see through his anger. "I was paid to be an actor, Jin." she frowned, her tone soft and apprehensive.
Something he wasn't used to seeing on Sylvia was there: fear. She always acted like she didn't have a care in the world. Jin knew she was lying to herself now. He shook his head. "You expect me to believe that sorry arse shit for an excuse? You might be an actor but I don't believe you were paid by Flint and the others.
