Everett ended the call with the same detachment one might show when instructing an underling to take out the trash.

In his eyes, Heather was probably less than that. She was the instigator of all this mess.

Had it not been for Dorothy's insistence on a verdict demanding the death penalty, Everett would never have let Heather live this long with all her limbs intact.

In the dimly lit basement, a musty, moldy stench hung heavy in the air.

Heather had become a shadow of her former self, all skin and bones, save for the slight bulge of her pregnant belly. It was clear she was with child.

Her seduction of a guard and the subsequent pregnancy had been reported to Everett promptly. After all, such matters were serious business, and no one wanted to be held accountable should things go south.

let her be as long

another means to torment hier "Heather, take this pill," a guard ordered, part of the new rotation put

choice is simple: take it willingly, or we'll make sure you swallow it." "You want to harm my baby!" Heather clutched her belly and shook her head

would be her salvation since Everett had known about it

Tell him I have information about Dorothy!" "Nobody cares about what you have to say," the guard dismissed her plea and signaled for

going to administer the

two burly men approached, Heather's desperate stiliggles and vis ARCA

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