Natasha muttered as she watched me walk in but I pretended that I didn't hear anything. I wanted to gulp some bottles of wine but then remembered I had to remain sober.
Although Natasha had said that she will handle Xena herself I was scared to the core because I knew very well what kind of person Xena Hernandez was. Xena is a cunning woman whom nobody can predict what she's thinking. I have spent almost a year investigating her but I failed to collect a single detail about her schedule, not even her weakness.
I cuddled and looked at the glass I was holding then looked up and down trying to figure out what to do next when I noticed Kate standing in front of me.
Behind her stood a man with broad shoulders, tinted sky-blue hair, and a beard holding a sword in his hands. Next to the man stood another man with a desperate face also holding a dagger. Both men were outfitted in three-piece silk coats and breeches.
