Chapter 75

Amara sat in the waiting area of the hospital, a cup of coffee in her hand and her head tilted back. She wasn't the least bit tired, but she still had her eyes closed. In front of her, Elijah was pacing, phone pressed to his ear. He had just finished wrapping up the call with the officer that picked James up when he turned to face her. "Still no updates?" "Not yet," She replied and he sighed. "This is ridiculous. They assured us that his situation wasn't all that bad, so why is it taking them years to come out." Watching as he shook his head and sink in beside her, Amara couldn't help but smile. For someone who did know Duncan, he was worrying unnecessarily. This persona was very different from the one she saw back at the warehouse. Amara noted. Speaking of the warehouse, now that she had thought about the ugly incident, she recalled what James had told her. The person who set up this entire stunt was... "Ms. Miller," At last, the doctor walked out of the room, cutting off Amara's thou