Rose
I could not help but stare at the photo of the tattoo, it was identical to mine. Had I been a part of this gang, because they seemed like bad news. I really did not want to believe it, but the evidence was overwhelmingly against me.
Dylan kept looking at the tattoo and then at my face. Clearly, he was struggling with an answer to this conundrum. Zac was watching me in the mirror too, as if waiting for some big revelation.
“Do you both think I was in this Serpent gang? Why would I have the same tattoo?” I was beginning to feel nauseous, although I wasn’t entirely sure why.
Dylan looked at Zac before answering my question. “It is possible Rose, what we don’t understand is why you don’t remember. Can you recall anything? You recognised Brock, so you must have known him
