11|Misunderstanding

"Where are we going?" I looked at the road his driver chose. I had no idea where he was heading.

I was both curious and worried to find out who had ordered people to put a bomb in my car. Trying to get back on my feet for a year, I hadn't offended anyone. Apart from Blaze, of course.

But he was a specific case. I knew he wouldn't end my life, no matter how painful my retaliation for his actions might be. After all, I was careful to choose my missions so that my life wouldn't be in danger.

Then, who had I offended that he intended to take my life? I thought hard but couldn't find the answer.

Mr. Madden couldn't have done this. He didn't have much money to pay people to hurt me. My problem with Mrs. Channing was over, so we had no tension. My relationship with the customers was perfect. No one had a problem with their order.

"What are we doing here?" I asked, looking at our destination.

Instead of answering, Blaze got out of the car. I sighed loudly and followed him. Therefore, I r