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.

of hair scattered across the floor. Freya was slumped in the corner, barely conscious, her clothes torn, her body marred with wounds,

in anger as he turned to the prisoner and hissed,

you who said as long as she doesn't die, it's fine?" the prisoner mumbled,

since when did we resort to such

but Kieran had cradled Freya in his arms, rushing her

Jarrett yelled when he saw how bad off Freya was, totally taken

was supposed to be an interrogation. How

to the hospital,

to the

the prisoners his disappointment evident You were supposed to follow orders, not... That is beyond what i said. And now, you're

silent, realizing the

on a hospital bed, anxiously watching the doctors take her into surgery. His heart was

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