"Gavin,—"
"Let's go. Apologies, Anne. This won't happen again," Gavin took my hand and dragged me out from the big room, "You shouldn't have done that. Do you want to die? I heard Celia talking to Bryce. They are having suspicion on you. They think you know something."
"You know I do. We both do." I said crossing my arms.
"Yes, you know something but that doesn't mean you will do some crazy stunts there and shout like that. You're making them kill you with ease." As much as I hate to admit it, he was right.
"Fine," I said unwillingly. "Let's meet tomorrow morning in my unit. I will have something to tell you."
"Sure." He smiled. "Now, go back to your unit. I will handle the nurse."
My show would start in ten minutes. I was alone in the personnel room. I knew the girls were down there
