Zane managed to put Drew Hughes in the back passenger seat with no effort at all.
It made me aware of how strong and able he really is. We were back on the road
in no time and in forty-five minutes as expected we arrived at the agency.
“Holy crap it's huge!” Zane exclaims as he gazes up at the building from his window.
He then looks back at a still passed out Drew Hughes who will be awake in minutes.
“Do you need help getting him in?” He inquires.
“No. I can't risk anyone seeing you. I'll manage.” I inhaled a deep breath and got out
of the car. I open the back door and drag Drew Hughes out by his arm. He drops to the
ground, and I adjust my grip around his wrist as I continue to drag him behind me.
“Umm Ava?” Zane beckons warily.
I stop walking and look back at him.
“Do you think it's wise to drag him on the ground?” I look at Drew's body and realize
that I'm causing damage to his body by dragging him. A few scrapes already appeared on
