Chapter 100 Passerby

• Natalia really had caught a cold—she could blame that on what Alexander had put her through near the cliff yesterday. Dante told her to rest as he drove, but even if she could fall asleep in anyone else’s car, she refused to do so in his.
• She leaned back against the seat with her eyes closed, pretending to nap while staying acutely aware of every movement around her.
• Suddenly, her phone rang—from inside her bag.