Chapter 44

"Yes, sir," Jesse replied, watching Zachary take the tablet and pull Cynthia back into the villa. A nervous unease settled over him. Why did it feel like every time something involved Cynthia, Zachary became colder and more intense? Clearly, Cynthia wasn't just anyone to Zachary. Inside the villa, Zachary led Cynthia back to her room. Cynthia's mind was consumed by thoughts of Janice. She barely noticed that her hand was still in his, her fingers wrapped securely in his firm grasp. How was she supposed to handle this? How much pain had Janice endured when faced with something like that? "What are you thinking about?" Zachary's deep, magnetic voice sounded from above. Startled, Cynthia glanced up and found herself staring into Zachary's deep, piercing eyes. She quickly shook her head. "N-Nothing." Her gaze flickered briefly to the tablet in his hand, a pang of guilt and sorrow stabbing into her heart. Though her relationship with Janice had always been distant, they were still fa