Chapter 15

To everyone's surprise, Zara simply said, "Give me ten minutes."

Beatrice was caught off-guard, and Yosef's brows furrowed in annoyance.

Ignoring the throbbing in her leg, Zara leaned on the hospital bed and limped over to the factory manager. "I need a word. It'll be just between us," she said.

"Speak," the manager replied, eager to listen.

In a hushed tone, Zara said, "Could you reach out to that blogger who was taking photos back at the factory? He helped to bring the injured to the hospital, so he should still be in the ER."

The manager blinked, then whispered back, "Sure thing. I'll go bring him over now."

Zara gave a grateful nod. "Thanks."

The others could not catch their quiet exchange. Yosef watched Zara with a frosty detachment, while Beatrice looked visibly rattled.

Was Zara just bluffing, or did she actually have something up her sleeve?

It was not long before the manager returned while clutching a black bag. Everyone looked at it, wondering what it was.

The manag