Chapter 37 The Iron Lady

• “Okay, where the hell I am?”
• Coming down from the cross-state TRM, Alessia's footsteps staggered. She still feels stabbing pain in the area of the head wound. The blood is dry and sticky. Ally doesn't even know where she is right now. She must still vigilantly monitor her surroundings. Make sure he's not being followed.
• Alessia took a deep breath and pulled herself together among the foreign-faced civilians. She looked around for signs, making sure he got through. She has no navigation and clearly does not know the direction. But there was no time for her to lament the circumstances; Ally had to keep moving forward. Back at the Crillon Hotel, hoping Liam will return there. Coming out of the station gate following the flow of another human's footsteps, Ally let out a long sigh.