"Shamira, you're not Superman! I've never heard of anyone suffering what you did, much less surviving. When people get tortured, they make a deal with God or the Devil or whoever they need to make the pain stop. It's how it works."

"But --"

Shane had been listening to the entire conversation from the balcony. He kissed Alessandra's hand and then leaped to the ground below. "But what?" he asked, his voice unable to remain calm, compassion slipping from his tongue. "Clara is right. You saved four people, and they've taken refuge in Huntsville until this business is done. You had escaped your chains, and the first thing you did...