Chapter 117

Vespera shot Ziva a frosty glare, her voice cold as ice. "Didn't I already tell you? I was out taking care of something."

"What could you possibly be doing that keeps you out so late, Vespera?" Ziva asked, her smile sweet but her eyes full of fake concern, pretending to make small talk.

Vespera curled her lips into a sneer. "Are you actually worried about me, or just trying to snoop on my private