Chapter 136 Ghosts Of Yesterday

• We woke up as usual in this peculiar world. Walking down the steps, I was attracted by the scent of hot coffee and revealed Zoe bent over her device at the kitchen table. Alessandro was at the stove carefully flipping pancakes. The comfortable atmosphere of the room made me ignore that we were running from members of the Phoenix Organization that wanted us dead from exposing their leaders.
• Zoe hailed me with a morning greeting while ignoring the screen before her. Just in time for breakfast of champions await you.
• I returned a slow hello as I rushed to the coffee maker. In a moment of self-service, I saw Zoe’s anxiety on her shoulders and her fingers moving swiftly across the keys.