"Oh, girl, don't worry about him. I don't have what he is looking for, so he won't disturb me anymore," Zara said quickly, though she didn't want to share the full details.
Nadia dropped her gaze in guilt. "About that day you asked for the stalker's plate number... I—I'm sorry I lied."
Zara's brows lifted, curiosity mixing with suspicion. She had thought Nadia was asking about Clement out of concern for her safety, but now it didn't seem that way.
"Lied? Does that mean you knew it?" she asked, a skeptical edge in her voice.
"Yeah. I knew the number but..."
Zara crossed her arms. Her face hardened. "Why did you not tell me then? Was that part of your genius game too?"
Nadia quickly shook her head. "No, Zara. I didn't think you were serious. I wanted to investigate on my own."
Zara didn't say anything. She just stared.
Nadia, who always seemed confident and in control, now fidgeted with the hem of her dress. Her fingers trembled slightly.
