CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

Kol? No one I knew called Kol by that name except they were close to him and I'd never seen her before. So, who on earth was she?

My eyes narrowed at her, willing her to explain further. When she didn't, I asked myself.

"In case you aren't aware, this is a work retreat for designers, not a vacation."

"I'm aware." She rolled her eyes at me and my hands itched to grace her face.

"Kol said we could join."

"We? Who's we?" I asked her but Dara cut in before she could reply.

"Ma'am, what's going on?" Dara asked, confusion also evident on her face.

I looked backwards when I realised commotion had risen behind me.

I squinted my eyes and saw that the crowd had doubled.

"I also have no idea but I... wait!"

I stopped talking when I saw Kol. I would've been happy to see him if I hadn't been so pissed at the situation. I marched straight to him.

"What the h*ll is going on?" I said low enough for only him to hear even though the crowd was almost deafening.

People were clamouring, asking for clar