Chapter 3: Regret, Regret, Regret (in-progress)
Isaka
Jessica
Max
Isaka hated the smell of dog. But the smell of hyena was far, far worse. Luckily she wasn’t in the cramped truck for long. The truck pulled to a stop about an hour after they had started driving, and the sounds of a city, people talking or yelling, and the general noise of an open market fill…