The Prey

The smug satisfaction in his voice was terrifying.

It always had been.

I clenched my fists swallowing the fear clawing up my throat as Lucius signalled to his men, and they pushed us into a dim, cold cemented room.

Judas’s sister was still lying unconscious on the floor though they hadn’t bothered to tie her up this time and pulled off her blindfold and gag. My heart hammered in my chest as I glanced around the room and the immense hopelessness sank into my bones.

This was my fault. I’d dragged her into this nightmare, and now… now we were stuck, with no sign of an escape.

Sinking...