Chapter 87

Smoke rose to the air.

The entire house smelled of smoke. It was asphyxiating.

The house was filled with flammable materials, and there were more than ten kilograms of sketches.

The fire came quickly.

Sienna had no time to think who wanted her dead; she only knew that she had to live! Hazel had to, at least!

She wrapped Hazel’s body in a wet towel.

Sienna found a rope in the room and tied