Anna Jadwin gasped heavily, exhausted, her hair damp with sweat as she ran out of the hospital and hailed a taxi, vigilantly watching the world like a fugitive on the run, and then sprinted down the street after getting out of the cab.
Every person became a beast with thorns in her eyes, capable of harming her.
The driver hurried out of the car and opened the door, looking around, "Is someone trying to kill you?"
Anna Jadwin panted and glanced outside the car window, "Did you see anyone following me?"
She feared that the doctors had malevolent intentions and had taken a liking to the crystal, trailing her.
She also feared running into robbers on the street, like that time near the docks when they stole her ring—
"No, Madam, I saw no one," the driver said.
"That's good, it's just my paranoia. Let's go back," Anna Jadwin said, opening her purse to take a peek—the crystal was still there.
This was Leo and Ivy Bailey's life at stake; how could she not be afraid?
