"Lisa, calm down..." Gavel quickly patted her back, concern in his voice as he turned to look at Kisha with a frown. But Kisha, unfazed, barely acknowledged him.
Kisha was always blunt about her likes and dislikes. While she, too, had no fondness for Melody, she knew better than to simply push her away because of the Evans' connection to her.
Melody didn't pose a direct threat to her, so she was manageable—someone she could let go for now. But Lisa? That was a different story. Lisa had once pushed Kisha to her death by throwing her into a zombie horde to save her own skin.
Such a despicable woman, filled with deceitful tricks, couldn't be allowed to wander free. Kisha knew the longer Lisa lived, the more problems and harm she could cause to everyone around her. She had to be dealt with.
