One hundred and fifty-eight

**Genevieve’s POV**

I was woken suddenly by arguing. Sitting up, I was in a bed. The last thing I remember was being in the car. Looking around Draven was arguing with Valerius while Torin was in between trying to break it up.

“I told you not to fucking leave, and you still went. What did you? We can’t keep moving her around like this”

“It doesn’t matter Valerius we have to go before the police