CHAPTER 7

PERSONAL ASSISTANT 

I was busy listening to our prof’s discussion when the nosy questions of my friends distracted me. I put down my pen and glared at them. They were smiling at me as if they want me to tell them what happened to me last night. I rolled my eyes and tried to focus on the man in front of us but they kept on bugging me. Seriously, what’s wrong with them? I accidentally slip my tongue earlier and tell them what happened to me last night. The traumatic thing happened to me last night. I already told them everything from the first happening up to the last. I told them about the bad guys was about to hurt and do something harmful to me and someone saved me. But, I didn’t drop the name of the dangerous man who saved me. Why would I? In the first place, I know that they won’t believe me if I say that. Why would someone like Mr. Wolkzbin will save me? He’