88. Not Jasper

The figure standing in front of Zalina is so familiar. His hair was long down to his shoulders, and his face had a mustache with bushy sideburns and a beard. Despite that, Zalina could see those deep and soothing blue eyes. But his face was so hard with a firearm in his hand.

Zalina's body froze and stiffened. She kept looking at the man who was untying her hands.

"Stand up! I'll follow you to the toilet. Come with me!" he said.

Zalina woke up, and nausea again distracted her. Zalina immediately stood up and followed the man's footsteps quickly. It didn't matter where the man would take her.

"Madam Zalina, where are you?" Oliver asked as he heard footsteps moving away from him.

Zalina ignored Oliver's question. She was too focused on following the man walking in front of her. She still feels nauseous too. Zalina and the man headed to a toilet.