Freya's face was a canvas of bruises and blood, the imprint of a slap stark against her skin. The female prisoner glared at her with venom in her eyes. "I'm asking you one more time. Are you going to confess or not? If you don't, I swear I'll break your hands so bad that you

won't ever be able to hold a pen again!"

"Go ahead... try me..." A defiant smile played on Freya's lips despite the threat, which fueled the prisoner's rage.

"Fine, you asked for it!"

Just as the prisoner raised her hand to deliver another blow, Kieran's furious voice echoed through the space, "Stop right there!"

The prisoner froze, turning to see Kieran, dressed sharply in a suit, striding toward them with a stormy look.

Bob struggled to unlock the cell, letting Kieran get in.

conscious, her clothes torn, her body marred with wounds, her

anger as he turned to

who said as long as she doesn't die, it's fine?"

darkened further. "Bob, since when did we resort to

all a misunderstanding!" Bob tried to explain, but Kieran

Sutton!" Jarrett yelled when he saw how bad off

be an interrogation. How did

the hospital, now!" Kieran

to

in the cell, Bob turned to the prisoners his disappointment evident You were supposed to

fell silent, realizing the gravity

gently placed Freya on a hospital bed, anxiously watching the doctors take her into surgery.

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