Bab 213: Tourist district

Hailey walked on the streets, which were now starting to buzz with people and tourists. The sun had kissed the tops of the small buildings here and Hailey walked cheerfully, swaying her hands, one with sleeve and the other without. 

I turned the paper we had found a while back at Hailey's place and no matter which angle I looked at it in, there was nothing I could decipher. "Hey, Hailey," I called out, "Tell me again, how did you understand what is written in here. I mean, I could see some letters but nothing that makes sense." My face lifted to see if Hailey was at least giving a reaction, but she suddenly exclaimed and ran to a shop on the left. 

Seriously! This kid is an assassin? Why did I feel like even this Warchild would be someone I will have to look after like the other two I knew. 

I rolled my eyes and stomped to her. "Hailey!" I exclaimed.