C147 Liana's Plan, Zyliah's Fear

ZYLIAH'S POV

"How do we go about the plan?" I questioned as soon as Dora entered the dingy squalor that served as a living room.

It was the next morning. I'd slept on the cold, hard floor of this living room. I'd turned down the offer to sleep on the bed after seeing its condition. I might have managed sitting on the shaggy couch