Just like that, Shannon and I leaned against the corner wall and barely survived the night.
The next day, I woke up just after dawn. I looked at the closed door and then shrank back.
Not long after, Shannon also woke up. She rubbed her aching neck and said, “This is the most restless sleep I've had in the past 20 years. I feel sore all over."
"We’re outside, after all. We’d definitely get sore."
My neck and butt were also sore when I first woke up in the morning. I almost twisted my neck.
Rubbing her hazy eyes, Shannon glanced in the direction of the villa. "Do we know when she’ll come out?"
"She always goes for a run in the morning. It’s her hobby." My voice was confident as if I knew Lola.
Shannon looked at me, doubtful. "How do you know?"
"Keith investigated her and told me."
"Of course."
"Look, she’s coming out."
The moment I said that, I saw Lola come out of the villa. She was dressed in sports attire that accentuated her exquisite figure.
"Come, let’s catch up."
To avoid being dragged away by the security guards again, we deliberately waited for Lola to run a certain distance before following her.
Running beside her, I smiled at her. "Good morning, Miss Lola."
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