Warrick’s POV
“You don’t know? So they haven’t told you?” I ask and she shrugs.
“No.” She answers and I frown.
“What about Ziana?” I ask and her eyes widen slightly.
“I have asked Linc to take care of her if anything happens to me.” She answers and Viggo growls at the thought.
“We take care of pup. She is ours.” Viggo says, surprising me. I focus back on Evan, who is now looking at me curiously. I must have growled out loud. I ignore the look and walk towards a nearby bench, sitting down.
“Can you tell me about her?” I ask and Evan scrunches her eyebrows, while taking a seat next to me.
“I don’t know much, she was almost 2 when she was taken. She would be 15 going on 16 now.” She says, sadly.
“What do you remember?” I ask and she turns her head away, looking at the fountain in fr
