Chapter 111: DIE-HARD FANS

KING

Fire was continuously looking at her necklace. She was lost in deep thought with a clenched jaw and creased brows. I had no idea what was going in that pretty head of hers.

We were walking on the streets filled with shops, people of various professions and vehicles honking the horns. It was evening time, and people were returning to their homes after a tiring day at their respective works. Women were out on the streets with children for grocery shopping. Some were busy sharing the latest gossips of the town in their groups. Men were making plans for late-night drinks, talking about games.

In all the hustle and bustle, I could sense some eyes following us. The area was filled with the spies. Some of these eyes worked for Mancini, and some of them worked against Mancini. But for us the both of them were dangerous.