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, her right hand swollen and discolored from the abuse. Kieran's eyes narrowed, his face paling at the

as he turned to the prisoner and hissed, "Who told

as she doesn't die, it's fine?" the prisoner mumbled, fear creeping into

since when did we resort to such

this is all a misunderstanding!" Bob tried to explain, but Kieran had cradled Freya in

Sutton!" Jarrett yelled when he saw how bad off Freya

interrogation. How

to the hospital,

to

You were supposed to follow orders,

prisoners fell silent, realizing

gently placed Freya on a hospital bed, anxiously watching

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