Chapter 11 A whisper.

The street was a hive of activity. People of all ages and walks of life were hurrying to and fro, each with their own destination in mind. The air is filled with the sounds of traffic, conversation, and music. The street was bustling, and Eleanor saw the struggle of every passerby from the window. Eleanor looked outside the car window. She missed the sight of the street. She hadn't had the time to go around since she had returned to the country. Her past memories flooded in as the cool breeze slapped her face lightly. She sighed with a sad smile plastered on her lips. Harper was seated beside her, going through some files. “How was the event?” Harper said, interrupting the silence inside the car. Eleanor jolted out her thoughts, hearing her question. “It was crazy; Levi can't stand my presence,” she smirked. “As expected, the woman he betrayed and disposed of,” Harper said with disgust. “Ezra Rodrigue__'' Eleanor paused and looked at Harper. “Finding all the dirt on him, he cros