Evans looked at the woman in front of him. His expression gave away nothing as he contemplated whether to get rid of her or not. And what was she doing with the vampires? If Edith were to find out, she would be killed. Not that he minded but still…
He sighed and ran his hand through his hair, his frustration apparent.
There was a high chance Mia was one of those who led the assailants into Novara, and that alone was treason with a death sentence in Edith's books. While in his, her recognizing him was his last straw, also putting a death sentence on her.
He may not have killed Edith because of Davion, his master, but nothing stopped him from killing this woman right in front of him. After all, he also had an unsettled grudge against her.
"Why won't you answer?" Mia probed, stepping closer , her chest and face only inches away from his own. "I am right, am I not?"
Evans still didn't respond.
