CHAPTER 108

Hard beds and cold floors were not something Marcus was used to, and so it made him unable to sleep throughout the night.

The moon was the only source of light in the dark cell, even though it shone through an insanely small window that Marcus constantly glanced at, as if hoping for someone to climb through it and get him out.

He sighed and rubbed his palms over his knees. 

All of a sudden, he heard a loud clank and he turned sharply to the sound.

"Mr Marcus Dreame?" A guard asked and shone a torch on his face.

Marcus winced and raised his arm to shield...