DRAKE'S VIEW
"What are you doing, Anna?' I demanded. She looked at me with a look of terror in her eyes. "I need to go from here, Drake," she replied. "Did one of Drenmore's goons come and try something?" I clenched my jaw. "No, nothing like that, I promise," she stuttered. "Than why are you packing? Where are you going?" I interrogated her.
"I need you to sit down so that I can explain myself," she said.
"Okay," I sat down on a couch near me. I searched her face, and she looked like she was dazed.
"What is it, Anna?" I asked her once more. "Colonel James was here," she notified me. "I know about that; I saw him down the hall way when I went to go see my brother." I told her. "How was the visit with your brother?" She questioned me.
"I will tell you when you answer my question first."
