Jal's POV (Continuation)
"Where is Layla!"
My brows shot up the sky with raised hands across my chest, a clear sign of surrender. The girl looked devious and had the possibility of biting our heads off right there if we answered wrong.
"Miss, your friend is already back along with Hunter. They're in the clinic right now."
"Clinic?" Her eyes glinted in panic. "Why? What did you bastards do to her?! Huh?!"
"We didn't harm her but...she not actually in healthy condition as well," I said. "We're trying to find out if she's alright now."
"You can join us," Malah suggested.
"Don't touch me you animals. I swear I'm gonna have you all answer if my friend is seriously hurt." the girl marched away from us towards the direction of the clinic. I saw her dig out her phone and called somebody.
"Looks like Hunter isn't the only one who'll murder us after this," Gahd said. "Maybe we should leave-"
