Myriam

Myriam breathes out in relief as soon as she shuts the door behind them. She looks at the occupied cot and decides that the man sleeping there poses no immediate danger. No need to wake him though. She turns to Jadyn and whispers.

All right. You'll be safe here. Give me a few minutes to rest, and I'll go fetch Serge.

It's not so much resting she needs, as relaxing. She got a scare today. She remembers the knife that flied past her head, and the look on her face is telling. I could have been killed over delivering a bloody message. From the many questions she has, the ones concerning the man who chased seem more urgent. She needs to know whom she has to avoid from now on.

Who was that man?