Sometimes she would try to flee a dozen times a day, but the man's torment was like a cat toying with a mouse, watching her

struggle just for amusement.

So, the initial dozen attempts dwindled to seven or eight, then to five or six, and eventually to twice a day.

Now, it had been a whole year since she last thought about escaping from this place, which was exactly what the man intended.

Cynthia listened to the man's voice, ignoring him.

But he continued, "Don't you want to know where your daughter is?"

At these words, Cynthia's eyelashes fluttered.

Her hand, which had been hanging by her side, twitched, and her gaze shifted to a fixed point.

The man's voice echoed in her head as if it were emanating from deep within her bones.

"Where is she?"

These days, she had only spoken one word, and that was the curt "Scram" she had told lan's man.

Her voice was very hoarse.

"She cto see you, tried to take you with her, but she's in over her head."

Cynthia's eyes were downcast, and it took a long tfor her to compromise, "Please let her be."

the entire basement fell silent, as if

on the screen, his face filled with

her

leaned back, her

let the daughter go, who

almost an hour, and during that

thing she did upon waking was

arms and used the

"Does it hurt?"

just tilted

in his

"Are you blaming me?"

"No."

want to see you and our baby in harm's way. I'll find a way to get

saying this,

the scent of blood

tonight's Forbidden Island was chaotic, and that lan must have done a lot to get

She just felt heavy-hearted.

someone strong and gentle, who, no matter what

face, and speak softly.

she conveyed were

greatly

safely after Lillian had been gone for

"lan, where is this?"

a mysterious person from Forbidden Island toldabout it. Dylan and Abner's men are waiting for us

the island is a battleground. I'm not confident

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