CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-FOUR
AUTHOR'S POV
Both Roxanne and Tarella were dressed in black. They looked like twin ninjas who were going for a criminal operation.
To some extent, they were going for an operation; though not criminal, as the suitcase and sacks that they kept as accompaniment to the bank, could pass as collection booths for stolen items—money probably.
Roxanne was looking very nervous for a criminal. For some strange reason, her opened eyes refused to shrink back to normalcy and her lids and lashes refused to blink in their proper, natural way.
She was still skeptical about some things
Firstly, Edward's full compliance without complaint was something to have second thoughts about, 'cause he had not been that enthusiastic the last time she had tried to escape.
