Her voice carried a deep-seated hatred.
Aldana Candi softly said, "So you went out, not to escape, but to kill your parents?"
Hilary Candi raised her head to look at her, her eyes filled with hatred and fear. She asked her, "Why can so many evil people live so well, while we've done nothing wrong, yet living is so hard for us?"
"Perhaps this world is inherently unfair," she said to Hilary Candi.
Hilary Candi bit her lip, buried her face between her legs, and didn't say another word.
Maybe she didn't quite like hearing it put that way.
*
In the blink of an eye, several days had passed.
Beneath their feet was tens of thousands of feet into the high sky.
The helicopter was flying swiftly towards a small island in the Pacific Ocean.
Aldana Candi and Hilary Candi had mingled onto the flight heading to the unnamed island. Along with them, there were about a dozen girls squeezed into this not very large helicopter.
