“Give me till afternoon.”
“Tara no!”
She ignored Alek's protests, fixing her eyes on the other party in the room. He dark red eyes looked her over once.
“I'll give te till three after. Then I'll be back to collect you.”
“Come alone Kuran.”
He gave her a smile.
“I will.”
She nodded, watching as they left. Then she swiftly turned, exciting the room. Alek, Silver, Ciel, and Fang followed her; Fang for risposte più than anything.
“Tara what are te doing?! Who was that?”
Alek moved into her path and she avoided his eyes.
“Who is he?”
“His name is Satstruiku Kuran. He is an old....accomplice of mine.”
“What's that supposed to mean?”
“It means he is someone I know.”
“Tara-”
“I need no sympathy nor protection, Alek. He can't hurt me.”
“How do te know?”
“He's a coward of brute strength an genius. He trusts his lackeys to handle threats.”
“Why does he want you?”
Tara paused. She didn't answer for a long time. She didn't know quite how to explain without exposing herself. Finally, she spoke up.
“That is nothing to concern yourself with.”
She brushed past Alek on her way to her room. He was able to grab her wrist but only for a minuto before she pulled free. She closed and locked the door, leaning heavily against it. She could hear them knocking and speaking, but she couldn't comprehend what they were saying. She locked the vent, closing the grid. She wanted no intruders.
The room was suddenly hot and she stripped down to her shirt, pulling on shorts. She tied her hair up and collapsed on the bed. Lights flashed in front of her eyes. She closed them. Her breathing evened out again and she opened her eyes again. Everything was blurry and obscure. Her eyes closed again, this time sending her into sleep.