She quickly averted her gaze and looked down, breathing heavily.

Slowly, the man approached her and stood beside her. All the life evaporated from her legs.

Her heart began to pound slowly in her ears.

"You are coming with me," he told her, but she acted as if she didn't hear. "Ms. Sheharzaad,"

he uttered, and that's when she looked up at him.

"Respectfully, madam," his voice was a mutter, "you would not want the people to die here.

Come with me."

Sheharzaad fought the tears forming in her eyes ...