Chapter 11
The “her” Zachary was referring to was me, of course.
I scoffed. After all this time, he still couldn’t bring himself to believe I was really dead?
Just then, a deliveryman appeared at the door. “Are you Mr. Zachary Finch?” he asked.
Zachary snapped out of his daze. “Yes.”
The deliveryman handed over a package. “This is from Mr. Wilson.”
Mr. Wilson?
In that instant, I knew exactly who it was.
He was a former colleague of mine, Joseph Wilson. We trained together every day, ate together, and joked around. If it weren’t for Zachary, I probably would have ended up with him.
all
in
merev past.
the past, though.
But Zachary had once been my youthful, unrequited love. That was
Zachary opened the package to find a USB drive. He watched the content and learned the truth about that night’s banquet.
Everything had been orchestrated by Nina.
At that moment, Zachary couldn’t hold it in anymore.
After sobbing uncontrollably, he fell ill.
In his delirium, he turned to me with a look of joy in his eyes. “Sarah, is that really you? Sarah, I’ve missed you so much. I’m
so happy I can see you again. Sarah, I-”
“Get lost!” I screamed at him.
