The Wrong Woman

Nathan felt lost. Meanwhile, Mila crawled out of the car in a different direction. She brushed off the dust as she got to her feet.

Phoebe ran over to help her and asked, "Mila, are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Mila replied. She scanned her surroundings.

Beside the men who had collapsed from inhaling the ether earlier, there were a few others wearing gas masks, with bullet wounds on their thighs. They were lying on the ground, too afraid to move.

Mila realized more men had been brought in and finally understood why Phoebe couldn't handle the situation alone.

Nathan examined Mila from head to toe. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was okay.

it anymore. "The police will handle the scene. You can

way to his car and got into

stared at Nathan with

quite a while before saying,

tapped the passenger side window. As the window lowered, she said, "Mila, you should sit in the back with General Morrison." With a frown, Mila muttered, "Just get in the car

puffed her cheeks unhappily. She reluctantly got into the back

the bustling street. There was

had expected to hear Nathan criticize her and Mila, but he remained silent. Moments later, Nathan's gentle voice broke the silence. "You can ask me anything you want to know. You don't have

turned to Nathan to find

Nathan could be talking to her in such a gentle way. She turned her head back and stared out the window while Mila remained

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been holed up there for six months, which