Think like paupers

Zeeb's POV

I was having a hard time trying to understand what Karen had just told me, how was it possible that no word had been let out? It had been hard to get a spy in but at least we had done so with much difficulty but still, we had managed to.

" Are you sure about what you just told me?" I asked, wanting to be sure that I have heard him correctly.

" Yes Father" he answered, leaning against the chair, I bit into my lips until I could taste the metallic taste of blood on them. My blood pumped faster.

" Where is she?" I asked him gently, but with a warning underneath, which I was sure he wasn't oblivious to.

" She is nowhere to be found, I searched everywhere Father, everywhere but I couldn't find her" he confessed sincerely.

I flicked my head at him, meeting his gaze, " What arrant nonsense are you talking about? We had an arrangement, didn't we?"

" Then why exactly has she gone back on hers? What right does she have to do that?" I was trying to wrap my head around it.

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