Wildness

Demitri

I can't help but laugh at her attitude of not caring about anything.

Mark is cautious of her. I can't blame him for that. She's not about to apologise—well, she doesn't mean it anyway—so I give up on that.

"Stay there, I want you after," I say to her before walking to where Mark is.

I jump and spin feeling her smack my ass, glaring at her she just laughs.

"What the hell?" I look at her and fight back the smile.

"Has a little bounce to it," she says while grinning, and I turn so she doesn't see me smiling or laughing. 'Has a little bounce to it?' Who the hell says that and does that anyway?

Shaking the thoughts from my mind, I go to where Mark is waiting. He's keeping his distance from her. I can't blame him for that.

"So we got footage from the place," he says, putting the phone on the table. I lean over the table and peer at it. It wasn't a lie. He keeps his face hidden, even from the cameras.

See, he works smarter than the others, so he should know who the main guy is. I hop