Chapter:-119

"What do you think he's planning next?" Prea asked barely above a whisper. Dean and her were each pulling a dead men's into a small empty room. They had stolen their red gear clothing to blend through the place with a less chance of getting caught.

"I don't think he will do anything. He has you and me, Win is injured, he probably thinks Alexandra will give herself up any time now." They walked down a hall quietly. 

"You think Alexandra will be stupid enough to do that?" She scoff.

"Yes." Dean said without hesitance. "I hope she wouldn't but Alexandra is the most selfless person I know. You know her more than me Prea, you should know." But Prea had stopped listening to him, her eyes stayed fixated on a figure in the distance. For some odd reason she felt it was staring right at them but as she squinted her eyes she noticed it was only a statue. She couldn't wipe off the feeling they were being watched. But it felt familiar,