" Your clothes mark you as clearly from the upper families." Jack looked down, and could not tell what about his clothes made the difference. He looke... at the man suspiciously, wondering if he was facing a pickpocket or a thief. Or some kind of cutthroat. "Through that door, please, kind sir." There were other people, the kind who radiated wealth, going through what looked exactly like a turnstile made of wood. Jack and Annie decided to follow them.Inside, the Coliseum reminded Jack of a. Becky had whispered to her that she had a homing device inside her bra and that her father’s men would soon be arriving to rescue them from these ill-advised troublemakers.“She wants to give us a hard time, Capitan!”That was from the hatchet faced older man with the nasty cattle prod in his hands. He had already given Angela a taste of thing when she was still dressed and only asking them to use the ladies room. His answer was to stick the awful thing between her legs and jolt her into. Three other men, broken and bleeding, were strewn about the room among toppled and guttering candles. Mia ignored them all, completely unable to tear her sight from the form of her injured lover. If she couldn't hear the slow and feeble beating of his heart, she would have believed him to be dead. Flaps of skin hung loosely from his torso, flayed off by the touch of a whip. A low, pained moan of sympathy escaped her lips as she saw the manner in which he was being suspended from the floor.Her. She felt relief, but the faintest twinge of disappointment also. When she felt able to stand again, she dried and dressed herself quickly and quietly, and made her way calmly back up to camp, taking care to ensure her hard outer demeanour was firmly back in place before she saw the light of the camp fire. He was sitting by the fire when she approached, feeding the flames with handfuls of dried brush. He turned and watched her arrive. You ok? he asked casually as she sat down opposite him. The.