Revenge After Death

Chapter 564

"You're attracting too much attention. Most of the people here can't afford all this. With the amount that you bought, you should be grateful that they only went after the food," Jimmy added nonchalantly. Michael ignored him. He fished out a deformed sandwich and hesitated for a moment. Then, he tore it in half. He handed me one half and Una the other.

Una didn't say anything. She took it from him expressionlessly and ate it. Being petty at a time like this was essentially a death wish.

I didn't throw the sandwich away since there was a shortage of food. Instead, I handed it to Rachel. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something. However, she eventually took it from me after I insisted.

"Everyone, go get some rest." Zion led everyone back to their rooms.

"Where's Yara?"

All of a sudden, Rachel realized that Yara was missing.

I froze as well. She was just here a moment ago.

"Yara!"

All of our attention was directed at the riot earlier on. Yara had vanished, and we had no clue where she went.

"You guys head back first. I'll go look for her." I was slightly worried.

Zion shook his head. "We can't let you search alone."

suggested as he started scanning

Xan pointed toward the end

There was a passageway.

else seemed to have noticed it. It should lead to somewhere we had never been

There was no response.

to go down,

it's so dark down there. Yara couldn't possibly have the guts to head down

saw her go in there,"

as a group," Zion

hint of light. We descended the stairs and couldn't even manage to see our outstretched hands. As someone who was so afraid of

hear something?" I

way." In the dark, Ashton's small hand found mine before

secrets on this ship. I had a bad feeling about this. There had to be

suddenly heard footsteps from a near distance. Hence, I called out

There was no reply.

to be able to see clearly in the dark. His night vision looked like

be barren. We can't drag this on for

of light. I leaned against the wall to listen in. The Rebels were discussing their plans. Frowning,

make out the voice of a

Wasn't she dead?