Chapter Ten

“By the way,” John started, which made Mariko look at him. “Where did you get your wound? By the looks of it, I think your wound is from a sharp object... A knife, perhaps?” He asked. He narrowed his eyes at her with his brows raised, as if he was accusing her.

Mariko was astounded that she couldn’t say anything. How can Mariko explain to them that she got her wounds after saving the life of a child who was being kidnapped? And that Mariko has no choice because it was part of her job? Of course, she couldn’t tell the truth if she didn’t want to get busted.

All of her hard work and plans will probably disappear like a bubble if she will allow them to know her identity.

“I…” ‘Think carefully, Mariko. Don’t let them find out who you really are.’ she thought. “-I was on the street, and on my way to a restaurant to meet someone when a man declared a holdup. He asked for money, and I tried to fight.” Mariko looked at the two young men who were waiting for her to continue what she was sayi