Ashton slumped down onto the bed beside Anna, sighing deeply as he leaned back against the pillows. It had been a long, gruelling day of training, and he was exhausted. But something was still weighing heavily on his mind, something that he needed to discuss with Anna.
Although he wanted to believe Tarek, Ashton knew he couldn't. His stories had too many inconsistencies, and Tarek didn't have proper answers to address them.
There was a way he could ensure that Tarek wasn't lying to him, but the method seemed... unethical. However, it was a sure-shot way to get answers from him.
"Hey," he said, turning to her. "Can we talk about something?"
"Of course," she replied, sitting up and giving him her full attention.
"It's about Tarek," he said hesitantly. "As Mazton said, we don't have much time and waiting for Tarek to tell everything truthfully seems-"
"Ashton, stop beating around the bush. You don't have to do that around me, of all people."
