Third person p.o.v.
Iris sat in the back seat of the car in fresh new clothes and a slightly wet hair.
She had managed to have her bath some minutes ago and now they were preparing to leave.
While Hunter and a few of the others were having some discussions not so far from the vehicle, she sat completely quiet and zoned out of earth.
Her thoughts, very far away that from her face she looked like someone who was lost from reality.
What she had heard earlier still gave her cold feet, it felt like as each second passed the reality of realities dawned on her and all that kept pounding at the back of her mind was Louisa's health.
She knew Louisa as still recovering from anemia and blood is being drawn from her?
Iris had never in her life thought that she could ever come across someone so wicked in her entire lifetime... and she had met Hunter.
That little girl never did anything to those cruel men, not even to swat a fly in their presence yet she was the one suffering the most.
Her only offense was being related to Hunter.
Being his daughter.
She couldn't help the tiny anger brewing in her chest towards the McConnell family.
If only, just maybe, they had put more interest into their son's life, maybe he wouldn't be a wild fire that destroys anything or anyone that manages to come into contact with him.
She was still lost in her thoughts when the doors of the car were opened and Hunter alongside someone else hopped into the front seats, it was only when the car jerked forward in movement that she realized that they had begun moving.
Where they were headed she didn't know, she hadn't spoken to Hunter since she was told the actual thing in the tubes. She didn't even want to speak with him, all that she was currently concerned about as getting Louisa out of the shackles of those evil men.
The ride was a bit silent with the driver's interest on the road and Hunter going through a file he had brought with him.
They were the files Diane had gotten ready for him before he prepped to leave.
Diane and Mrs. Adams were to return back to town to meet his family and if possible, to meet the Reid's also to at least give them an update and feedback on their journey so far.
The rest of the men were to follow different routes and meet them at Da Lat, it would've been very dangerous for all of them to get into the same vehicle so they decided it was best to split up.
"Are you hungry?" Hunter said to Iris and broke the silence.
Iris wasn't expecting to be spoken to. In fact, she didn't even want to be spoken to, she was looking out the window and was unknowingly crying really silent tears.
The moment he saw her face, he knew he picked the wrong time to ask her about food especially counting the fact that she had emptied her stomach some minutes ago but he had already made the mistake and there was no going back.
But instead, Iris ignored his question and looked back at the trees she had managed to find solace in when the journey began.
Hunter knew better than to repeat his question so he turned forward and the silence in the ride continued, not without the guy behind the wheels sparing him a sad glance.
They drove on for another hour till they came out to a public highway which was almost crowded.
Neither of them needed to say it, but it felt awesome to actually be out in the main roads with people who aren't after your life.
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