Him

If Zara’s betrayal was a hit to him, it was nothing compared to the betrayal he felt seeing the person in front of him. Of all the people, he never expected him to be the culprit.

“Weren’t you coming back on the next flight?” Abram asked, turning around and facing him.

“Indeed I was. I was about to leave, but my motion sensor alerted me of your arrival,” he replied.

Green orbs against black ones.

“Why Elijah?” Abram strides towards him even though Ronan warns him to take cover.

“What’s the hurry? Let me first welcome you properly. If my mother was alive, she would have beaten me to death for my lack of manners,” he chuckled dryly.

“You can ask your friend to come out too. I am not armed. I am a peace-loving person,” he laughed over his joke.

Ronan cursed Abram and pointed the gun at Elijah, who immediately raised his hand in surrender.

“I am at your mercy, Sir; you can check me if you want,” the plastered smile never leaves his face. Zara was still kneeling beside him, not making ey