The advanced state of Shina's cancer was becoming increasingly painful so the woman spent much of her time sleeping under the influence of pain relief...drugs. So the commotion in her room did not disturb the sick woman at all, she remained sleeping, oblivious to the strangers who had barged into her home and her room.Mev moved closer to the bed and his companions gathered around him. Even without using his High Lord senses it was obvious the woman sleeping there was in a bad way. Her face was. “Of course, Master.”“Good. Let's get you dressed, hm?” He drops her unceremoniously to dangle from the manacles, and she quickly hops up onto her toes and grips the chains with both hands, watching hungrily. He walks to the briefcase and digs out some new clothes for her, setting them in a pile on a stool next to her, picking up the boots she walked in with and placing them nearby.He kneels before her, kissing her navel softly, his lips surprisingly gentle against her burning skin as he. ”It was an unfair accusation, and both men knew it. Who would have coordinated operations then? But the first man didn't answer. He too felt guilty.“By now, they could have been working on her for hours.”“Yes,” Enrique answered. His monosyllabic response it was not indifference, but a simple reflection of the inevitability of the situation. “She will tell them everything, possibly or maybe she will not. We just do not know. Does she have her pill?”“No, I found it at the side of her bed.”“Then. Sally was frightened and shivered in the cold room. She looked wide eyed around looking for some way out. Her bare feet padded silently across the cold tile floor as she wrapped her arms around her naked body trying to feel warmth. She stopped before the steel door and once again tried opening it. As before it was firmly locked and she sighed heavily, turned and went back to the small cot at the opposite wall. She lay on the thin mattress starring at the dim covered light in the ceiling. Tears.