"How is she?" Helena whispered to Khalifa as she nose-pointed at Claire, who seemed to be in a daze.
Beside her we're her roomates, comforting her.
"She'll be fine."
"Are you coming with us?" Helena asked and Khalifa paused, before nodding.
Boba, who happened to be lingering around, made a comment to the person beside her, "I wonder how we'd all fit…"
Helen frowned and Khalifa smiled, turning to look in one direction. "We will get our car." She said, making Boba sneer.
No one took notice of her, and Khalifa went with Jacob to head to where they came from.
Hiding behind one of the buildings in this direction, she hid the motorcycle and took out the mini RV.
Anyway, the military cleared the road in front of them already and they might as well travel the next several hours in comfort.
When the RV appeared nearby, still a brand new one, Boba's face flushed like a monkey's butt.
