Haze didn't go after her.
He knew he should probably run after her and give some form of apology or consolation.
He also knew her last sentence wasn't referring to Hades alone, it referred to her as well.
Haze sighed and went to meet Gatti, he had some things he wanted to discuss with him.
*****
Early the next morning, there was a knock on the door and Haze bolted up in bed.
It was a habit he had tried unsuccessfully to break, paranoia.
Haze sat up in bed and waited for another knock to confirm that he had not imagined the sound.
Time stretched for an eternity yet there was no knock.
Haze rubbed his eyes. "Maybe he had imagined the sound. He lay back on the bed and slowly closed his eyes".
The knock sounded again.
This time, Haze was sure he didn't imagine it, he reached for the sword by his bedside.
"Who is there?" He asked aloud.
"It's me". Hades smooth voice came from the other side.
