*Erica's POV*
"Not now, Hendrix, " I said, gently pushing him out of the way.
"No, you won't delay this talk any further." Hendrix pressed, blocking my way again.
I saw a few people glance at our interaction, and I glared at him. "We are in public."
"Then let's go talk in private, or I will make a bigger scene, " he threatened.
"Make it fast." I said this as I led the way to my balcony. There were fewer people here.
"What?"I snapped at him.
"How are you?"
"I'm fine,"I drawled with a breath of annoyance.
"You don't seem to be,"he shot back, glancing at my bandaged hand. He came closer to examine it, but I backed away.
"What's this? First, you ignored me all night, and now you are acting like this?Aren't we a team anymore?"
"These are crucial times, Hendrix; we can't be seen together, especially not today."
"At least tell me what is going on," he said, cornering me. "Where is Kiara?"
