"Hmph. Do you thinki I don't know what you are thinking Desmond?" She thought.
Her bag was already packed and filled with sharpen pencils and scales made from metals. Moreover she also had needles and toxic paints ready in her bag.
"To think you are so dull, tsk tsk tsk..." She looked at his back as he walked ahead of her.
"I am not quite sure where you are taking me, but it still is not completely believable that you have been tricked. I need to confirm it." Regina thought to herself.
The evening was only getting darker and darker, and after her escape from the clutches of Moonstine, it was truly necessary for her to tale precautions.
"I don't know yet how Moonstine ended up bumping into me... is he the assassin that Desmond appointed?" She was deep in her thoughts and busy making calculations.
