Nyla POV
"We have to go." Mama T rushed over to the room where I lay. I was trying to get some sleep since the baby was fast asleep. She interrupted the moment with her chest going up and down like she just saw a ghost.
"What is going on?" I asked sitting up to look at Mama T, who was seriously packing up our stuff. I could see desperation in her eyes, which bore the weight of whatever she was about to say.
"I overheard Tala talking with some man about killing someone."
Some man! I thought.
Oh! I remembered Tala looking out of the window like she was expecting someone. Though I didn't get to see him, I felt such a person was very important to her, for her to keep standing, waiting patiently for him to show up. She muttered something like he would keep us safe and didn't press further to know what she was trying to say.