Sunlight poured through the window and filled her room. Saki sat up and stretched. She was now 16 years old. The memory of the día she lost three people who meant the world to her was still fresh in her mind....
She got up and dressed then headed downstairs.
"Any signs of Kira?"
"Not yet," Matt typed away on his laptop, "Still getting the same signals as last time."
"Keep searching," Saki grabbed her capa off the back of the couch, "I'm going out. Contact me if tu find anything," she left and headed down the sidewalk.
16 years...Kira WOULD be caught. She'd see to that.
She got up and dressed then headed downstairs.
"Any signs of Kira?"
"Not yet," Matt typed away on his laptop, "Still getting the same signals as last time."
"Keep searching," Saki grabbed her capa off the back of the couch, "I'm going out. Contact me if tu find anything," she left and headed down the sidewalk.
16 years...Kira WOULD be caught. She'd see to that.
