Donovan Donovan tilted his head, carefully studying the shifting expressions on her face for a moment. It seemed she was trying to come up with an excuse that would successfully convince him.
Zoe Rhodes's mind was racing.
She seemed to have finally figured out what Donovan Donovan wanted...
'Right now, I feel like our destination must be some shady human experimentation lab.'
'Given Donovan Donovan's twisted personality, he might even dissect me himself.'
'After all, the whole "coming back from the dead" thing would definitely excite a sicko like him.'
'It was no less thrilling than discovering an alien.'
Zoe Rhodes's thoughts drifted further and further away, and she didn't notice the man's hand suddenly reaching for her.
A sudden cool touch on her forehead made her jump, and she stared at Donovan Donovan in terror.
He calmly wiped the beads of sweat from her head and said, "What are you so nervous about? I'm not taking you to be a human test subject."
