Chapter 23

Grace remembered Ezra, Adrian's good friend. Back in their school days, she had followed Ezra around just to get closer to Adrian, calling his name at every turn. Ezra carefully treated the wound on her hand at a cafe near the prison. "How did you get hurt? So careless." Grace instinctively pulled her hand back. Back at the amusement park, she had been too focused on saving people to even notice her own injury. "You didn't call me here just to reprimand me for your sister, did you?" She eyed his lean frame and added bluntly, "I'd advise against it. You wouldn't win." She was simply stating a fact. Ezra chuckled. "I know you well. If you were pushed to hit her, it just means she had it coming." Grace was slightly surprised by his response. "Then, what did you want to talk about?" Ezra glanced around the room, only speaking once he was certain there were no surveillance cameras in the vicinity. "Grace, do you still want Ethan dead?" "Ezra, do you even hear yourself?" Grace fr