Would she be able to handle it?

Jack smiled back at her and returned to the counter. The team were still caught up in their reverie looking at their Chief while Zsadin was all ready to give out orders.

"Ryan, get them to order for themselves", Zsadin passed the menu card while ordering some italian dish and a black coffee for herself.

"Yes, Chief. Nancy what should I order for you all?", Ryan further nudged the dazed people bringing them back to reality.

"Uh....yes", and they gave out their orders. Seeing that none of them had ordered for beer or anything like that, Zsadin looked up at them.

"No drinks?"

"Chief, we are not heavy drinkers. We won't be able to get back!", Nancy flushed red.

"Yes, that's right. But Chief, even you are not drinking?", Rose earnestly asked.

Zsadin's alcohol tolerance was amazing. She never lost focus!

"No", Zsadin didn't explain further and scooted away from the conversation, observing the surroundings.

Noticing her coldness mixed protective attitude, the team didn't bother her again and chatted happily amongst each other. After a while their orders arrived and just when everyone was about to eat, Zsadin stood up.

Seeing her everyone was about to follow when she motioned them to be seated.

Her personality and voice caught the attention of the other customers.

"Team, I congratulate you all for the completion of another important mission. As you all know, this criminal is a big fugitive and thanks to your efforts, we have managed to catch him. I appreciate your efforts. Thank you so much for enduring with me!", saying this she let out a satisfied small smile and sat down.

The batch once again felt warmth all over in their hearts and started eating. They were happily chatting, discussing about the boys and their lives.

But Zsadin's mind was wandering in the isolated cells of Cannon Prison. She was waiting for the time when she would be asking about that incident 18 years ago.

Would she be able to handle it?