When a male entered the room, his voice instantly reminded her of Adam. She glanced over him as he spoke and refrained from rolling her eyes when he asked what had happen to her, she didn’t feel explaining how the man she loved just killed her.
As she went to answer with a lie, the girl came out and interrupted her. When she informed Elle she had her face, Elle’s face harden. “You have my face and who the hell are you?” she demanded from the girl as her finger twitched for Elle was running on a short fuse and was resisting the urge to spark.
“Where the hell are we?” she asked in a clearly furious tone as she looked between the pair. “I was on beach and now here?” she wondered if the Company had anything to do with his. Her fingers latched on to the hem of Gabriel shirt as she fidgeted for she wanted answers, she just needed to remain calm enough to get them.