st of them, I was left with two 'hardened criminals' loo

ith a broken ankle, and a stomach more dried than sahara desert (I hadn't ha

e Saint' Larson, arrested, detained and sent to jail, for s

pounding very hard (enhanced by an abnormal dose of adrenaline and the

shing out from his neck. He whimpered, looking at me with tears

end his pain. I released a staggering breath, bit by bit,

at the entrance of the vast cell, flanked by personal

aid, my voic

. All the days of my coming to know him, he had been trying to break me. I knew for c

cted less. You have two more items f

nted to square my shoulder and move, feigning ease, only it wasn

but I hadn't been able to heal myself. Lucky for me,

roughly guarded into the familiar room. My

me into a bitch like th

e called it), I was given truth serum each t

ped to a metal chair, with metal straps wi

e with conviction, and make sure my brain got the vi

instructions, he set me on

tion. It was to fight for my sister's freedom. I would go through this at least with

machine detected my lies twice and it

re with you.' My w

, I was tired

ve dinner waiting in your room." Gabe said before leaving, wi

me here said, pulling at my arm swiftly

I got to work earnestly, sending to my inner gifted

people handcuffed to their beds. I was grateful I hadn't ended up